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BOSTON: 

CROSBY,   NICHOLS,   AND    COMPANY. 

Ill  Washington  Street. 

18  5  4. 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1854,  by 

Crosby,  Nichols,  and  Company, 

in  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  District  of  Massachusetts. 


CAMBRIDGE: 
STEREOTYPED   AND   PRINTED  BY  METCALP  AND   COfllPANT. 


GENERAL  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


1.  Introduction    of    Public  Worship.  —  Sabbath  hymns. 

AND  Sanctuary 1  to    76 

2.  Morning  and  Evening 77  to  107 

3.  Praise  and  Thanksgiving 108  to  136 

4.  Perfections  and  Providence  of  God    .        .  137  to  206 

5.  The  Holy  Scriptures 207  to  225 

6.  Jesus  Christ  and  his  Kingdom        .        .        .  226  to  320 

7.  The  Christian  Ordinances          ....  321  to  351 

8.  The  Holy  Spirit 352  to  374 

9.  Penitence  and  Pardon 375  to  410 

10.  The  Christian  Life 411  to  499 

11.  Prayers,  Aspirations,  and  Devout  Affections  500  to  607 

12.  Human  Life  :  its  Course  and  End     .        .        .  608  to  660 

13.  The  Future  Life 661  to  679 

14.  Miscellaneous  and  Occasional  ....  680  to  731 

15.  Close  of  Public  "Worship        ....  732  to  761 


INDEX  TO  FIRST  LINES. 


Abide  with  me !    Fast  falls  the  eventide 

According  to  thy  gracious  word 

A  chai'ge  to  keep  I  have 

Affliction's  faded  form  draws  nigh     . 

Again  the  day  returns  of  holy  rest 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Alas !  how  poor  and  little  worth  . 

All  earthly  charms,  however  dear 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

All  nature's  works  His  praise  declare 

All-powerful,  self-existent  God 

All-seeing  God  !  't  is  thine  to  know  . 

Almighty  Father,  gracious  Lord    . 

Almighty  God  !  before  whose  throne 

Almighty  God !  in  humble  prayer 

Almighty  Maker,  God  !     . 

Almighty  Maker,  Lord  of  all 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 

Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears 

And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord 

And  is  the  Gospel  peace  and  love  1 

And  shall  I  sit  alone  .... 

Angel !  roll  the  stone  away  !          .        .        . 

Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  !    . 

A.nother  six  days'  work  is  done     . 

A-pproach  not  the  altar  with  gloom  in  thy  soul 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  1 


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Around  Bethesda's  healing  wave 
Around  the  throne  of  God    . 
As  body  ^Yhen  the  soul  has  fled 
As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares 
As  Jesus  sought  his  wandering  sheep 
Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  !     . 
As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays  . 
A  soldier's  course  from  battles  won 
As  the  chased  hart,  midst  sultry  beams 
As  the  sun's  enlivening  eye 
As  various  as  the  moon 
At  God's  command,  the  morning  ray 
Author  of  good,  we  rest  on  thee 
Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Awake,  my  soul !  lift  up  thine  eyes  . 
Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve 
Awake,  our  souls  !  and  bless  His  name 
Awake,  our  souls ;  away,  our  fears 
Awake,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes 
Away  from  every  mortal  care 
Away,  ye  ceaseless  doubts  and  fears 


Back  to  the  wbrld  we  've  faithless  turned 
Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne  . 
Before  the  hills  in  order  stood 
Before  the  mournful  scene  began 
Before  thy  mercy's  throne 
Behold  the  amazing  sight . 
Behold  the  beauteous  western  light 
Behold,  the  blind  their  sight  receive 
Behold  the  man  !  how  glorious  he ! 
Behold,  the  morning  sun   . 
Behold  the  Prince  of  Peace ! 
Behold  us.  Lord !  with  humble  fear 
Behold,  where  in  a  mortal  form     . 
Begin,  my  soul,  the  exalted  lay 
Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here  . 
Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 
Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand  . 


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Be  still !  be  still !  for  all  around 

Be  still,  my  heart !  these  anxious  cares 

Be  thou  ready,  fellow-mortal 

Be  with  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go   . 

Beyond,  beyond  that  boundless  sea 

Blessed  be  for  evermore 

Blessed  be  Thy  name  for  ever  . 

Bless,  0  my  soul,  the  living  God  . 

Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see   . 

"  Blest  are  the  meek,"  he  said 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace    . 

Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 

Blest  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires 

Blest  Instructor,  from  thy  ways 

Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord 

Bound  upon  the  accursed  tree    . 

Bread  of  heaven  !  on  thee  we  feed 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  moi'ning 

Bright  was  the  guiding  star,  that  led     . 

Brother,  hast  thou  wandered  far 

Brother,  thou  art  gone  before  us    . 

Burden  of  shame  and  woe  !       .        . 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill    . 

By  glimmering  hopes  and  gloomy  fears    . 

Called  by  the  Sabbath  bells  away 
Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night     . 
Child,  amidst  the  flowers  at  play  . 
Child  of  the  earth,  0  lift  thy  glance  . 
Children  of  light,  awake !      .        .        . 
Children  of  the  Heavenly  King 
Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 
Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies 
Clay  to  clay,  and  dust  to  dust !     . 
Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppressed  . 
Come,  and  before  we  bid  adieu     . 
Come,  blessed  Spirit,  source  of  light 
Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove  . 


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Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls 

Come,  Holy  Spu'it,  calm  my  mind 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come  ! 

Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 

Come,  kingdom  of  our  God 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

Come,  my  soul !  thy  suit  prepare 

Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice 

Come,  sound  his  praise  ahroad  . 

*'  Come  ! "  the  Saviour's  voice  is  calling 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King  ! 

Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus  ! 

Come  to  me,  thoughts  of  heaven  ! 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer 

Come  unto  me,  all  ye  who  mourn 

Come  to  the  morning  prayer 

Come,  wandering  sheep  !  O  come !    . 

Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed  . 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 


Dark,  dark  indeed,  the  grave  would  be 
Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness 
Day  by  day  the  manna  fell    . 
Day  unto  day  doth  utter  speech 
Dear  thy  memory.  Saviour  blest    . 
Deem  not  that  they  are  blest  alone    . 
Dread  Sovereign  !  let  my  evening  song 


Early,  my  God,  without  delay    . 
Earth  has  a  joy  unknown  in  heaven 
Earth's  busy  sounds  and  ceaseless  din 
"  Eat,  drink,  in  memory  of  your  friend  ! " 
Ere  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime 
Eternal  and  immortal  King  ! 
Eternal  God,  almighty  Cause    . 
Eternal  God  !  how  frail  is  man  !  . 
Eternal  Soui-ce  of  every  joy !     . 


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Eternal  Soui'ce  of  life  and  light !  . 
Eternal  Source  of  life  and  thought !  . 
Eternal  Wisdom  !  thee  we  praise  . 

Eaith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss 

Faith,  hope,  and  cliarity,  these  three 

Faith  is  the  Christian's  prop 

Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating   . 

Far  from  the  world,  0  Lord !  I  flee    . 

Father  and  Friend  !  thy  light,  thy  love 

Father  divine  !  before  thy  view , 

"  Father  divine !  "  the  Saviour  cried 

Father,  I  know  that  all  my  life  . 

Father  in  heaven,  to  thee  our  hearts 

Father,  I  will  not  pray 

Father  of  all,  in  whom,  alone 

Father  of  all  our  mercies,  thou 

Father  of  light !  conduct  my  feet 

Father  of  lights  !  we  sing  thy  name  . 

Father  of  me  and  all  mankind 

Father  of  mercies  !  God  of  love  ! 

Father  of  mercies  !  in  thy  word    . 

Father  of  our  feeble  race  . 

Father,  thy  gentle  chastisement     . 

Father !  thy  paternal  care 

Father !  to  thy  kind  love  we  owe  . 

Father !  when  o'er  our  trembling  hearts 

Fear  was  within  the  tossing  bark  . 

Feeble,  helpless,  how  shall  I 

Followers  of  Christ !  arise    . 

For  all  thy  saints,  0  God  . 

For  ever  with  the  Lord ! 

Forgive  us,  for  thy  mercy's  sake 

Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky 

Forth  went  the  heralds  of  the  cross  . 

For  M'hat  shall  I  praise  thee,  my  God  and  my  Kin 

Fountain  of  all-sufficient  bliss ! 

Friend  after  friend  departs    . 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 


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From  Christ,  my  Lord,  shall  I  depart  . 
From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows  . 
From  foes  that  would  the  land  devour  . 
From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 
From  north  and  south,  from  east  and  west 
From  Olivet's  sequestered  seats 
From  the  table  now  retiring  . 


Giver  of  peace  and  unity   . 

Give  thanks  to  God  most  high 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears  . 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high 

Glory  of  thy  Father's  face ! 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night 

Glory  to  thee,  whose  powerful  word 

God,  in  the  high  and  holy  place     . 

God  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise    . 

God  is  love  ;  his  mercy  brightens 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 

God  !  my  Supporter  and  my  Hope 

God  of  eternity !  from  thee 

God  of  my  life  !  through  all  its  days 

God  of  my  life  !  whose  gracious  power 

God  of  the  changing  year  !  whose  arm  of  power 

God  of  the  rolling  orbs  above  !  . 

God's  power  directs  the  rushing  wind    . 

God,  thou  art  good  !  each  perfumed  flower 

God,  to  correct  a  guilty  world 

God,  who  is  just  and  kind 

Go  in  peace !  —  serene  dismission 

Gone  are  those  great  and  good  . 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane 

Go  to  the  gi'ave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime  . 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth 

Gracious  Source  of  every  blessing !    . 

Gracious  Spirit,  Love  divine  ! 

Greatest  of  beings !  Source  of  life    . 


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Great  Father  of  mankind!    . 
Great  Father  of  our  feeble  race 
Great  Former  of  this  various  frame !     . 
Great  Framcr  of  unnumbered  worlds 
Great  God  !  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou ! 
Great  God  !  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 
Great  God  !  let  all  our  tuneful  powers 
Great  God,  my  Father  and  my  Friend . 
Great  God!  the  followers  of  thy  Son 
Great  God !  this  sacred  day  of  thine 
Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 
Great  God,  whose  universal  sway 
Great  is  the  Lord  our  God  ! 
Great  Lord  of  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies 
Great  Kuler  of  all  nature's  frame 
Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies 
Great  Source  of  life  and  light  . 
Great  Source  of  life,  our  souls  confess  . 
Great  Source  of  unexhausted  good    . 
Green  pastures  and  clear  streams 
Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah 


Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed  !      .        .        . 

Hail  to  the  Sabbath  day !       .        .         . 

Happy  the  man,  whose  cautious  steps 

Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast  . 

Hark,  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes ! 

Hark  !  what  celestial  sounds 

Hath  not  thy  heart  within  thee  burned 

Hear,  0  my  people !  to  my  law    . 

Hear  what  God,  the  Lord,  hath  spoken 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 

Heave,  mighty  ocean,  heave 

He  dies  !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 

He  knelt,  —  the  Saviour  knelt  and  prayed 

Here,  gracious  God  !  do  thou 

Here  hope  and  faith  their  links  unite 


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Here,  in  the  broken  bread 
Here  to  the  High  and  Holy  One 
Higli  on  a  hill  of  dazzling  light     . 
Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name  . 
Holy  Father,  thou  hast  taught  me 
Holy  Spirit,  from  on  high 
Holy  Spirit !  source  of  gladness     . 
How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord ! 
How  beauteous  are  their  feet 
How  beautiful  the  sight 
How  blest  are  they,  O  graciou's  Lord 
How  blest  arc  they  who  always  keep 
How  blest  is  he,  who  ne'er  consents 
How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  ! 
HoAV  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
How  gentle  God's  commands  ! 
How  gracious  and  how  wise 
How  happy  is  he  born  and  taught 
How  large  the  promise,  how  divine   . 
How  little  of  ourselves  we  know    . 
How  long  shall  dreams  of  earthly  bliss 
How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair   . 
How  precious  is  the  book  divine 
How  rich  the  blessings,  O  my  God 
How  rich  thy  gifts,  Almighty  King  ! 
How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 
How  shall  we  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light  ? 
How  sweet,  how  calm,  this  Sabbath  morn  ! 
How  sweetly  flowed  the  Gospel's  sound    . 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn 
How  sweet,  upon  this  sacred  day 
How  swift  the  toiTcnt  rolls    . 
How  vast  the  treasure  we  possess  !     . 
How  welcome  thy  returning  beams 
How  wondrous  great,  how  glorious  bright 


I  am  free  !  I  am  free !  I  have  broken  away 
If  death  my  friend  and  me  divide 


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If,  in  a  temple  made  with  hands  . 

If  Providence  to  try  my  heart  . 

If  solid  happiness  we  prize   . 

I  lift  my  heart  to  thee        .         . 

I  '11  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath 

Imposture  shrinks  from  light    . 

In  glad  amazement,  Lord,  I  stand 

In  Israel's  fane,  by  silent  night  . 

In  Judah's  rugged  wilderness 

In  paths  unknown  God  leads  us  on  . 

In  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines 

In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid    . 

Interval  of  grateful  shade 

In  the  broad  fields  of  heaven     . 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 

In  the  morning  I  will  pray 

In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth 

In  time  of  tribulation 

In  trouble  and  in  grief,  O  God 

In  vain  the  erring  world  inquires 

In  vain  we  thus  recall  to  mind 

I  sing  the  almighty  power  of  God 

Israel's  Shepherd,  guide  us,  feed  us 

Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art . 

"  Is  this  a  fast  for  me  '? " 

It  is  finished  !  glorious  word 

It  is  the  hour  of  prayer 

I  travel  all  the  irksome  night     . 

I  want  a  principle  within 

I  want  the  spirit  of  power  within 

I  would  not  live  alway  :  I  ask  not  to  stay 

Jehovah  God !  thy  gracious  power    . 
Jerusalem  !  my  glorious  home  !    . 
Jesus,  and  can  it  ever  be    . 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul 
Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Jesus,  the  Friend  of  man 
Jesus,  we  thy  promise  claim 
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John  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord  . 
Joy  to  the  world !  the  Lord  is  come ! 
Just  as  I  am,  —  without  one  plea 

Know,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation 


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Laborers  of  Christ,  arise  . 
Leader  of  Israel's  host,  and  Guide 
Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join . 
Let  everlasting  glories  crown 
Let  every  mortal  ear  attend 
Let  faith  arise  and  climb  the  hills 
Let  not  the  wise  their  wisdom  boast . 
Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise 
Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be  . 
Let  party  names  no  more 
Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those 
Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind 
Light  immortal !  Light  divine  ! 
Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain 
Lo,  God  is  here  !  let  us  adore    . 
Lo,  my  Shepherd's  hand  divine  ! 
Look  back,  my  soul,  with  grateful  love 
Lord  !  before  thy  presence  come  . 
Lord  !  deliver ;  thou  canst  save 
Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 
Lord,  from  thine  inmost  glory  send  . 
Lord,  have  mercy  when  we  pray 
Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they  . 
Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 
Lord,  r believe  ;  thy  power  I  own    . 
Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice 
Lord  !  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place 
Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear    . 
Lord,  in  the  unbeginning  years 
Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went 
Lord  of  the  Sabbath  !  hear  our  vows 
Lord  of  the  wide  extended  main ! 
Lord  of  the  worlds  above 


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Lord  of  the  worlds  below  !    . 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright 

Lord,  thou  art  good  !  all  nature  shows  . 

Lord  !  thou  didst  arise  and  say 

Lord,  thou,  with  an  unerring  beam 

Lord  !  we  adore  thy  vast  designs 

Lord !  we  have  made  our  steadfast  choice  ! 

Lord,  we  have  wandered  from  thy  way 

Lord,  when  I  quit  this  earthly  stage 

Lord  !  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne     . 

Lord  !  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray   . 

Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I  '11  praise  thee 

Lo !  the  day  of  rest  declineth  . 

Lo,  the  lilies  of  the  field  !  ... 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling 

"Lovest  thou  me  ? "  I  hear  my  Saviour  say 

Lowly  and  solemn  be     . 


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Mark  the  soft-falling  snow 

May  I  resolve,  with  all  my  heart 

May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour 

Millions  within  thy  courts  have  been     . 

Mighty  God  !  the  first,  the  last ! 

Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb  !   . 

My  country,  't  is  of  thee    .... 

My  days,  and  weeks,  and  months,  and  years 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord 

My  Father  I  —  cheering  name  !      .        .         . 


My  Father !  I  adore 

My  Father,  let  me  hear  thy  voice 

My  God  !  all  nature  owns  thy  sway 

My  God,  I  thank  thee !  may  no  thought 

My  God,  my  everlasting  hope   . 

My  God,  my  King !  thy  various  praise 

My  God,  my  strength,  my  hope 

My  God  !  permit  me  not  to  be      . 

My  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 

My  God,  the  visits  of  thy  face 

My  God  !  thy  boundless  love  I  praise 


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My  God,  thy  service  well  demands 

My  gracious  Lord  !  whose  changeless  love 

My  gracious  God,  I  own  thy  right 

My  helper,  God  !  I  bless  his  name    . 

My  Maker  and  my  King 

My  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord 

My  soul  before  Thee  prostrate  lies 

My  soul,  inspired  with  sacred  love    . 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 

My  soul  shall  praise  thee,  O  my  God ! 


Naked,  as  from  the  earth  we  came 

Nature  with  eternal  youth 

Not  e'en  a  sparrow  yields  its  breath 

Not  here,  where  met  to  think  on  Him 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord 

Not  with  terror  do  we  meet 

Now  doth  the  sun  ascend  the  sky  . 

Now  let  our  voices  join 

Now  let  the  world  agree 

Now  may  He,  who  from  the  dead 

Now  Morning  lifts  her  dewy  veil  . 

Now  that  the  sun  is  beaming  bright  . 

Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  sono: ! 


O  all  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord  . 

O  blessed  souls  are  they    . 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

O  bow  thine  ear.  Eternal  One !  . 

0  cease,  my  wandering  soul 

O  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing 

0  could  we  speak  the  matchless  worth 

0  draw  me,  Father,  after  thee    . 

O'er  mountain-tops,  the  mount  of  God 

O'er  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee   . 

0  Father  !  humbly  we  repose 

O  Father !  though  the  anxious  fear   . 

O  Father  !  with  protecting  care     . 


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O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God    . 

0  God,  accept  the  sacred  hour 

O  God  !  mine  inmost  soul  convert    . 

O  God,  that  mad'st  the  earth  and  sky 

0  God,  thou  art  my  God  alone  . 

0  God,  to  thee  my  sinking  soul     . 

0  God !  to  thee  our  hearts  would  pay 

0  God !  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 

0  God  !  whose  dread  and  dazzling  brow 

0  God,  whose  presence  glows  in  all 

O  happy  Christian,  who  can  trust 

0  happy  is  the  man  who  hears 

O  happy  soul,  that  lives  on  high 

O  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord 

O  help  us,  Lord !  each  hour  of  need  . 

0,  if  thy  brow,  serene  and  calm    . 

0,  in  the  morn  of  life,  when  youth   . 

O  know  ye  not  that  ye  . 

"  0  learn  of  me,"  the  Saviour  cried  . 

O  let  my  trembling  soul  be  still    . 

O  Lord  !  my  best  desires  fulfil  . 

0  Lord  of  life,  and  truth,  and  grace 

0  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told 

O  Lord  !  our  Heavenly  King 

O  Lord,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart  . 

0  Lord  !  where'er  thy  people  meet 

O  my  soul;  unceasing  pray 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

One  prayer  I  have,  —  all  prayers  in  one 

O  not  by  solemn  rites  alone    . 

"  0  not  for  these  alone  I  pray  " 

O  not  to  crush  with  abject  fear 

On  the  dewy  breath  of  even 

On  thee,  each  morning,  O  my  God  ! 

On  the  first  Christian  Sabbath  eve   . 

On,  through  Judoea's  palmy  plain 

On  thy  Church,  O  Power  Divine 

Open,  Lord,  my  inward  ear  .        .        .         . 

O  praise  ye  the  Lord,  his  greatness  proclaim 


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O  richly,  Father,  have  I  been 

0  sacred  Head,  now  wounded  . 

O  say  not,  think  not,  heavenly  notes 

0  sinner,  bring  not  tears  alone 

O  Source  divine,  and  Life  of  all   . 

O  Source  of  uncreated  light 

0  Spirit  of  the  living  God  !   . 

O  stay  thy  tears  ;  for  they  are  blest  . 

O  suffering  Friend  of  human  kind ! 

O  that  I  as  a  little  child     . 

O  that  my  heart  was  right  with  Thee 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 

O  Thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows 

O  Thou,  in  whom  the  weary  find 

0  Thou  that  hearest  prayer  . 

O  Thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry 

O  Thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time 

0  Thou  to  whose  all-searching  sight 

O  Thou,  who  all  things  dost  control 

O  Thou,  who  hast  at  thy  command  . 

0  Thou  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds  presides 

O  timely  happy,  timely  wise      .... 

Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed    .        .        . 

Our  Father  —  God !  not  face  to  face 

Our  Father,  throned  above  the  sky  !      .         .         . 

Our  Father  !  through  the  coming  year 

Our  Heavenly  Father  calls 

Our  Heavenly  Father,  hear       .... 

Our  sins,  alas  !  how  strong  they  be !      . 

Our  souls  with  pleasing  wonder  view 

O  Avhat  is  life  ?  —  't  is  like  a  flower 

O  where  are  kings  and  empires  now 

0  who  shall  say  he  knows  the  folds 

O  ye  immortal  throng 


Part  in  peace  !  is  day  before  us  ?  . 
Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 
Praise  the  Lord !  ye  heavens  adore  him 
Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise 


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Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator ! 
Praise  ye  Jehovah's  name  . 
Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 

Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart  . 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs 
Rejoice,  believer,  in  the  Lord    . 
Rejoice  in  God  alway    .... 
Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bounds 
"  Remember  me,"  the  Saviour  said 
Restore,  O  Father !  to  our  times  restore 
Return,  my  roving  heart,  return    . 
Return,  my  soul,  and  seek  thy  rest    . 
Return,  my  .soul,  unto  thy  rest 
Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  !      . 
Rise,  cro^vned  with  light,  imperial  Salem, 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me  . 

Saviour  !  who  thy  flock  art  feeding  . 
Scorn  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed    . 
Searcher  of  hearts,  before  thy  face    . 
"  See  how  he  loved !  "  exclaimed  the  Jews 
See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand    . 
See  the  leaves  around  us  falling    . 
Servant  of  God,  well  done  !       .        .        . 
She  loved  her  Saviour,  and  to  him 
Shepherd  of  Israel,  hear  my  prayer  . 
Shine  forth,  Eternal  Source  of  light 
Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name 
Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims  . 
Sing  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand 
Sing,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely 
Slowly,  by  God's  hand  unfurled    . 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
Sometimes  a  light  surprises  . 
Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang 


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Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed 
Speak  gently,  —  it  is  better  far  . 
Spirit  of  truth !  on  this,  thy  day   . 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord    . 
Supreme  and  universal  Light ! 
Sure,  to  the  mansions  of  the  blest    . 
Sweet  is  the  bliss  of  souls  serene   . 
Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 
Sweet  is  the  task,  O  Lord 
Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King 


Take  my  heart,  O  Father,  take  it 

Teach  me,  my  God  and  King    . 

Tell  me  not,  in  mournful  numbers 

Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive 

That  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day    . 

The  angel  comes  ;  he  comes  to  reap  . 

The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high  . 

The  bird  that  soars  on  highest  wing  . 

The  broken  ties  of  happier  days    . 

The  Christian  warrior,  see  him  stand 

The  darkened  sky,  how  thick  it  lowers  ! 

The  dews  and  rains,  in  all  their  store 

The  dove,  let  loose  in  Eastern  skies 

The  glories  of  our  birth  and  state 

The  glorious  universe  ai-ound 

The  God  of  glory  walks  his  round    . 

The  God  of  harvest  praise    . 

The  God  of  mercy  will  indulge 

The  God  who  reigns  alone    . 

The  heavenly  spheres  to  thee,  O  God 

The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain  , 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord ! 

The  heavens  invite  mine  eye 

The  leaves  around  me  falling    . 

The  Lord  descended  from  above  . 

The  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns      .... 

The  Lord  Jehovah,  slow  to  wrath 


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The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is  . 

The  Lord  our  God  is  full  of  might 

The  mellow  eve  is  gliding 

The  morning  dawns  upon  the  place 

The  morning  light  is  breaking  . 

The  ocean  looketh  up  to  heaven  . 

The  offerings  to  Thy  throne  which  rise 

The  perfect  world,  by  Adam  trod 

The  promises  I  sing  .... 

The  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined    . 

There  is  a  book,  who  runs  may  read 

There  is  a  glorious  world  of  light 

There  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks 

There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 

There  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale 

There  's  not  a  hope  with  comfort  fraught 

The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 

The  Saviour  comes  !  no  outward  pomp 

The  Son  of  God  gave  thanks 

The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word   . 

The  Spirit,  in  our  hearts 

The  swift-declining  day 

The  swift  not  always  in  the  race   . 

The  uplifted  eye  and  bended  knee    . 

The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 

The  Vv'andering  star  and  fleeting  wind 

The  winds  are  hushed  ;  the  peaceful  moon 

The  winds  were  howling  o'er  the  deep 

The  winter  is  over  and  gone  . 

The  year  begins  with  promises 

They  who  on  the  Lord  rely  . 

They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace  . 

Thine  influence,  mighty  God  !  is  felt     . 

Think  gently  of  the  erring  one  ! 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  ;  but  we  will  not  deplore 

Thou  art,  0  God,  the  life  and  light  . 

Thou  art  the  Way ;  and  he  who  sighs  . 


thee 


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Thou  art  the  "Way :  by  thee  alone     . 
Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height 
Thou  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose  . 
Thou,  Lord,  through  every  changing  scene  . 

Thou  seest  my  feebleness 

Thou,  who  didst  stoop  below 

Thou  who  dwell'st  enthroned  above  ! 

Thou,  whose  almighty  word 

Thrice  happy  souls,  who,  born  from  heaven 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life 

Through  all  the  various  shifting  scene 

Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same 

Through  night  to  light !     And  though  to  mortal 

Through  shades  and  solitudes  profound 

Through  sorrow's  night,  and  danger's  path 

Through  thee  as  we  together  came       .  • 

Through  thee,  O  Lord,  we  own 

Thus  far  on  life's  perplexing  path 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on 

Thus  said  Jesus :  Go  and  do         ... 

Thus  shalt  thou  love  the  Almighty  Lord  . 

Thus  spake  the  Saviour,  when  he  sent . 

Thy  favors,  Lord,  surprise  our  souls 

Thy  goodness.  Lord  !  our  souls  confess 

Thy  gracious  aid,  great  God,  impart 

Thy  hand  unseen  sustains  the  poles 

Thy  home  is  Avitli  the  humble,  Lord  ! 

Thy  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord ! 

Thy  name.  Almighty  Lord 

Thy  sacred  book  we  would  survey 

Thy  way,  0  God  !  is  in  the  sea 

Times  without  number  have  I  prayed  . 

'T  is  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

"  'T  is  finished  !  "  so  the  Saviour  cried 

'T  is  gone,  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze 

'T  is  wisdom's  earnest  cry     .... 

To  all  thy  faithful  people.  Lord 

To  God  the  mighty  Lord      .... 

To  God  the  only  wise        .... 


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To  keep  the  lamp  alive 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine 

To  Thee  be  praise  for  ever    . 

To  thee,  my  God  !  my  days  are  known 

To  thee,  O  God  !  we  homage  pay 

To  thee,  the  Lord  Almighty 

To  thine  eternal  arms,  O  God 

Truly  the  light  of  morn  is  sweet 

'T  was  by  an  order  from  the  Lord 


Unheard  the  dews  around  me  fall 
Unite,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite  . 
Unto  thy  temple,  God  of  love!  . 
Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ! 
Upon  the  Gospel's  sacred  page 
Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  my  eyes 


Vainly,  through  night's  weary  hours 
Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame 
Voyager  on  life's  troubled  sea   . 


Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will ! 
Walk  in  the  light !  so  shalt  thou  know 
Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night    . 
Weak  and  irresolute  is  man 
We  bless  Thee  for  this  sacred  day  . 
Welcome,  delightful  morn ! 
Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest . 
Welcome,  welcome,  quiet  morning   . 
We  love  the  venerable  house 
We  pray  for  truth  and  peace     . 
Were  all  our  hopes  and  all  our  fears     . 
Were  not  the  sinful  Mary's  tears 
We  wait  in  faith,  in  prayer  we  wait 
What  must  it  be  to  dwell  above 
What  precept,  Jesus,  is  like  thine 
What  secret  hand,  at  morning  light  . 
What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord  . 
When  all  the  hours  of  life  are  past    . 


414 
626 
753 

188 
258 
739 
375 
609 
222 

134 
597 
35 
656 
210 
601 

193 
658 
393 

546 

430 

226 

618 

57 

23 

56 

16 

692 

548 

629 

267 

317 

668 

447 

88 

713 

666 


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Wlien  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God  ! 

When  arise  the  thoughts  of  sin 

When,  as  returns  this  solemn  day 

When  before  thy  throne  we  kneel 

When,  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life 

When,  blest  Eedeemer,  thou  art  near 

When  Christ  among  the  sons  of  men    . 

When  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind 

When  Fancy  spreads  her  boldest  wings 

When  God,  of  old,  came  do^\•n  from  heaven 

When  Hagar  found  the  bottle  spent 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

When  in  silence,  o'er  the  deep 

When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved 

When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past    . 

When  power  divine,  in  mortal  form  . 

When,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death 

WJien  sin  and  sorrow,  fear  and  pain 

When  the  vale  of  death  appears    . 

When  true  religion  gains  a  place 

When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale  . 

When,  wakened  by  thy  voice  of  power 

Where  ancient  forests  widely  spread '    . 

Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay 

Where  from  th}'  Spirit  shall  I  stretch    . 

While  now,  upon  this  Sabbath  eve    . 

AVhile  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night 

While  some  in  folly's  pleasures  roll  . 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power  !  . 

While  to  lips  with  praise  that  glow  . 

While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun    . 

Wliile  yet  the  youthful  spirit  bears    . 

Who  are  these  in  bright  array 

Who  is  thy  neighbor  ?  He  whom  thou 

Who  shall  behold  the  glorious  day 

Who  shall  toward  thy  chosen  seat    . 

Why  doth  my  Saviour  weep 

Why  should  the  world's  alluring  toys 

Wliy  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die  ?  . 


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With  glory  clad,  with  strength  arrayed 165 

Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand 144 

With  one  consent,  let  all  the  earth 1 

With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear 145 

With  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 61 

With  stately  towers  and  bulwarks  strong 318 

With  warm  affection  let  us  view 334 

Word  of  the  ever-living  God !       .        .        .        .        .        .        .207 

Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy 129 

Ye  followers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace 330 

Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell 630 

Ye  humble  souls,  that  seek  the  Lord             284 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord 419 

Ye  that  obey  the  immortal  King 7^3 

Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears 482 


PARTICULAR  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


1.  Introduction  of  Public  Worship,  1  to  76. 

Sabbath,  11,  16,  23,  30,  39,  54,  56,  57,  62,  64,  70  to  76. 
Sanctuary,  3,  4,  12,  19,  24,  27,  28,  32,  38,  45,  47,  49,  66. 

2.  Morning  and  Evening,  77  to  107. 

3.  Praise  and  Thanksgiving,  108  to  136. 

4.  Perfections  and  Providence  of  God,  137  to  206. 

God  Self-existent,  137. 

God  Eternal,  138,  153,  163,  165,  191. 

God's  Love,  140,  158,  162,  174,  177,  180,  186,  192, 194,  196,  199. 

God's  Wisdom,  141. 

God's  Majesty  and  Power,  142,  145, 155,  156,  166. 

God  Incomprehensible,  143,  198. 

God  Omnipresent,  139,  144,  147,  151,  197. 

God  Omniscient,  146. 

God  revealed  in  Nature,  148, 149,  159,  160,  164,  175,  178,  179. 

God's  Providence  and  Goodness,  150,  152,  154,  157,  168,  169, 170, 

172,  173,  187,  188. 
God  Immutable,  161,  204. 
God  Invisible,  167. 
God  our  Shepherd,  181  to  185. 
God's  Unity,  203. 

5.  The  Holt  Scriptures,  207  to  225. 

6.  Jesus  Christ  and  his  Kingdom,  226  to  320. 

Events  in  His  Life  and  Ministry,  arranged  in  Historical  Order,  237 
to  287. 


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His  Invitations,  243  to  248. 
His  Example,  249,  253,  259,  275. 
Christ  the  Door  and  the  Way,  252,  254,  255. 
Eejoicing  in  Christ,  283,  289  to  292,  297,  299. 
Christ's  Kingdom.  —  The  Future  Glory  of  his  Church,  293,  294, 
296,  301  to  310,  317  to  319. 

7.  The  Christian  Ordinances,  321  to  351. 

Baptism,  321  to  325. 

The  Lord's  Supper,  326  to  351. 

8.  The  Holt  Spirit,  352  to  374.  ^ 

9.  Penitence  and  Pardon,  375  to  410. 

10.  The  Christian  Life:   its  Duties,  Virtues,  and  Jots,  411 

to  499. 
The  New  Birth,  411,  415,  489. 
Christian  Kesolves,  412,  471,  486. 
The  Christian's  Charge,  413. 

Happiness  of  the  Christian  Life,416, 417,  429,431,449,457  to  461. 
AYatchfulness  and  Activity,  418  to  424,  427,  428,  497. 
The  Christian  Warfare,  425, 450  to  452,  490. 
Humility  and  Meekness,  432  to  435. 
Purity,  436  to  438. 
Paith,  462,  463,  469. 
Love,468,  470,  475,  479. 
Unity  and  Peace,  476  to  478,  480. 
Courage,  482,  485. 
Eesignation,  483,  484. 
The  Beatitudes,  487. 
Sincerity,  491. 
Retirement,  498,  499. 
Moderation,  439. 
]\Iercy  and  Forgiveness,  440,  445  to  447. 

11.  Praters,  Aspirations,  and  Devout  Affections,  500  to  609. 

The  Duty  and  Joy  of  Prayer,  500  to  503,  557,  558,  560,  566. 
For  Heavenly  Thoughts,  506. 
For  Christ's  Presence  and  Help,  507,  508,  549,  590. 
Walking  with  God,  505,  512. 


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For  Grace  and  Holiness,  515,  537,  565. 

Confidence  and  Reliance,  513,  520,  522,  532,  556,  569,  570,  571, 
.  575,  578,  588,  604. 

God  the  Soul's  Rest  and  Portion,  514,  517,  586,  596,  599. 
Rejoicing  in  God,  530,  564,  580,  583,  591,  606. 
In  Distress,  516,  545,  579,  592,  605. 
For  Consolation,  544,  600. 
For  the  Christian  Spirit  and  Principles,  518,  519,  525,  527,  531, 

.539,  552,  553,  555,  573. 
Thy  Kingdom  come,  521,  542,  559. 
Tliirsting  for  God,  523,  529,  562,  582,  594. 
For  a  Childlike  Spirit,  524,  533. 
Self-Dedication,  526,  528,  561. 
For  Faith,  534,  540,  541,  550. 

Resignation,  536,  546,  551,  554,  567,  568,  595,  603. 
For  Love,  535. 

For  Guidance,  543,  576,  581,  d85. 
For  Wisdom,  547,  589. 
For  Strength,  548. 
Lord,  remember  me,  598. 

12.   Human  Life  :  Its  Course  and  End,  608  to  660. 
Early  Piety,  608  to  611. 
Feed  my  Lambs,  612,  615. 
The  Aged  Christian,  616. 

Changes  and  Brevity  of  Life,  617,  619,  623  to  627. 
Human  Frailty,  618,  635,  636,  638,  644,  645. 
The  Journey  of  Life,  620,  621,  622. 
Religion  our  Light  and  Support  in  Life  and  Death,  628,  631,  651, 

654. 
Affliction  and  Comfort,  632  to  634,  649,  653. 
Blessedness  of  the  Righteous  in  Death,  639,  640,  643,  647,  658. 
Life,  Death,  and  Resurrection,  641. 
Sleeping  in  Jesus,  642. 
Death  disarmed,  648. 
Farewell,  630,  650,  651. 
Death  of  Parents,  652. 
Dirge,  655,  656,  659. 
Death  of  a  Minister,  657,  660. 


XXX  PARTICULAR   INDEX   OF    SUBJECTS. 

13.  The  Tuture  Life,  661  to  677. 

Prospect  of  Heaven,  661  to  663,  665. 
Heaven,  664,  666,  673,  674,  679. 
Foretaste  of  Heaven,  668. 
Friends  reunited  above,  667,  670. 
Hope  of  Heaven,  669. 
Support  in  Death,  671, 
Judgment,  672,  675. 
The  Last  Harvest,  676. 
The  Last  Day,  677. 

14.  Miscellaneous  and  Occasional,  680  to  731. 

Nature's  Worship,  680,  685. 

Via  Crucis,  Via  Lucis,  681. 

Earth's  Broken  Ties,  683. 

Coming  of  Christ,  684. 

On  opening  an  Organ,  686. 

Death  of  Children,  687. 

Missionary,  688,  689. 

Ordination,  10,  28,  38,  48. 

On  leaving  an  Ancient  Church,  690. 

Dedication,  691,  47. 

Attachment  to  an  Old  Church.  692. 

The  Seasons,  693  to  698. 

New  and  Old  Year,  699  to  707. 

Prayer  for  the  Slave,  708. 

Charitable,  709  to  713. 

Thanksgiving,' 714  to  717  ;  also  118,  135,  136,  156,  170. 

Fast,  718  to  721. 

Our  Country,  722  to  727. 

Mariner's  Hymn,  728  to  730. 

Traveller's  Hymn,  731. 

15.  Close  of  Public  Worship,  732  to  761. 


INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


Adams,  J.Q.,637. 

Adams,  S.  F.,  749. 

Addison,  Joseph,  169,  182,  675,  731. 

Alford,  329. 

Ambrose.  St.,  85. 

Aucienl  Hymns,  311,  316,  381. 

Anonymous,  2,  5,  9,  11,  16,  19,  54,  70,  83, 
91,  95,  1.34,  2.54,  306,  317,  322,  323,  351, 
379,  332,  339,  396,  440,  441,  445,  458, 
490,  500,  501,  507,  528,  553,  554,  579, 
600,  655,  678,  679,  631,  684,  638,  741, 
747,  753,  754,  756,  760. 

Bache,  264. 

Barbauld,  Mrs.  Anna  L.,  17,  39,  71,  125, 

245,  425,  475,  639. 
Barton,  207,  260,  430. 
Bathurst,  371. 
Baxter,  314. 
Beddome,  Rev.  Benjamin,  365,  330,  399, 

478,  482,  546. 
Belknap's  Collection,  388. 
Bickersieth,  748. 
Birmingham  Collection,  330. 
Boden,  713. 

Book  of  Hymns,  375,  524,  548. 
Bovvring.  Dr.  John,  20,  29,  44,  90,  99,  101, 

126,  158,   163,  197,  210,  226,  243,  2S9, 

331,  532,  629. 
Breviary,  14,  73,  465,  719. 
Briggs's  Collection,  505. 
British  Magazine,  696. 
Browne,  Rev.  Simon,  108,  194,  355,  504. 
Bryant,  William  C,  3,  22,  634. 
Bulfinch.  Rev.  S.  G.,  76, 273,  277, 232,  411 , 

428,  534,  572. 
Burder's  Collection,  364. 
Burleigh,  W.  H.,  100. 
Butcher,  Rev.  Edmund,  320. 

Campbell's  Collection,  370. 


Cappe's  Selection,  33. 

Carlisle,  40. 

Cawood,  614. 

Cennick,  438. 

Chapin,  Rev.  E.  H.,  12. 

Christian  Mirror,  712. 

Christian  Psalmist,  234,274,398,  565,  668, 

674. 
Christian  Reformer,  474. 
Christian  Watchman,  462. 
Collett,  187. 

CoUyer,  Rev.  William  B.,  106,  285,  628. 
Companion  Hymn-Book,  374. 
Conder,  Josiah,  109,  139,  556,  755. 
Cotterill,  Mrs.,  568. 
Cotton,  Dr.  Nathaniel,  483,  492. 
Cowper,  William,  34,  157,  211,  301,  414, 

449,  498,  510,  512,  522,  576,  595,  618. 
Coxe,  A.  C,  305. 
Cros well,  711. 

Darwin,  202. 

Doddridge,  Rev.  Dr.  Philip,  30,  37,  51,  98, 
103,  117,  119,  127,  150,  153,  161,  167, 
188,  189,  201,  205,  208,  225,  233,  252, 
258,  279,  283,  234,  238,  321,  333,  369, 
333,  334,  397,  403,  405,  417,  418,  419, 
431,  457,  460,  471,  486,  514,  540,  575, 
580,  583,  593,  594,  597,  603,  606,  626, 
627,  630,  633,  637,  638,  699,  704,  706, 
707,  757. 

Drennan,  Dr.  William,  59. 

Drummond,  Rev.  Dr.  William  H.,  203,454, 
632,  718. 

Dryden,  John,  362. 

Dublin  Collection,  132,  332. 

Duncan,  292. 

Dyer,  110,  721. 

Edinburgh  Lit.  Rev.,  560. 


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INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


Edmeston,  James,  73. 

Emerson,  R.  W.,  692. 

Enfield,  Rev.  Dr.  William,  259,  433. 

Episcopal  Collection,  75,  80,  255,  360,  611, 

646,  751. 
Esllin,  744. 
Exeter  Collection,  199,  347, 469,  573,  745. 

Fawcett,  Rev.  Benjamin,  143,  652,  742. 
Fergus,  703. 
Fletcher,  Thomas,  239. 
Fletcher,  Mrs.,  446. 
Flint,  Rev.  Dr.  James,  690,  724. 
FoUen,  Mrs.  Eliza  L.,  64,  180,  70S. 
Freeman,  Rev.  Dr.  James,  698. 
Frothingham,  Rev.  Dr.  N.  L.,  48, 307,  328, 

343 
Fume'ss,  Rev.  William  H.,   S4,   96,  342, 

409,  549. 

Gaskell,  Rev.  William,  35,  345,  339,  489, 
508,  513,  577,  590,  653,  700,  705,  709, 
739. 

Gentleman's  Magazine,  89. 

German,  from  the,  34. 

Gilbert,  Mrs.,  671. 

Gilman,  Rev.  Dr.  Samuel,  346. 

Gisborne,  451. 

Graham,  S.,  730. 

Grant,  509. 

Green,  623. 

Gregg,  256. 

Hale,  l\Iiss  Mary  W.,  230 

Hancox,  74. 

Harris,  345. 

Hart,  Rev.  Oliver,  372. 

Hawes,  694. 

Hawkesworth,  Dr.  John,  81. 

Hayward,  23. 

Heber,  Bishop,  13,  69,  179,  231,  265,  358, 

427,  516,  608,  636,  650,  676,  639.  726. 
Heginbotham,Rev.  Ottiwell,  186,591,693. 
Hemans,  Mrs.  Felicia  D.,  172,  262.  271, 

503,  506,  654. 
Hillhouse,  385. 
Hogg,  116. 
Home,  Bishop,  697. 
Humphries,  T.,  598. 
Hutton,  190. 

Ilsley,  393. 

Jervis,  Rev.  Thomas,  61,  720. 
Johns,  437,  559. 
Johason,  Dr.  Samuel,  41. 

Kehle,  87,  105,  178,   270,   352,  394,  415, 

433,  615. 
Kenn,  Bishop,  86,  93. 
Kippis,  Rev.  Dr.  Andrew,  193,  715. 


Lamport,  24. 
Landon,  L.  E.,  612. 
Livermore,  Mrs.  W.,  447. 
Liverpool  Collection,  737 
London  Inquirer,  421. 
Logan,  Rev.  John,  481. 
Longfellow,  Henry  W.,  444. 
Lyra  Catholica,  82,  257,  432. 
Lyte,  97,  420. 

Mackay,  Mrs.,  642. 

Madan's  Collection,  241. 

IMarriot,  363. 

iMartineau's  Collection,  276. 

Medley,  Rev.  S.,  291. 

Merrick,  Rev.  J.,  55,  183,494,578. 

Methodist  Collection,  558. 

Middlelon,  Bishop,  390. 

Milman,  Rev.  H.  H.,  263,  263,  278,  400, 
410,  659. 

Milton.  John,  121. 

Montgomery,  James,  21,  83,  107, 130,  131, 
164,  184,  236,  272,  275,  299,  304,  336, 
361,  401,  404,  424,  452,  464,  467,  470, 
476,  502,  536,  544,  545,  562,  589,  620, 
622,  631,  657,  660,  664,  667,  673,  682, 
683,  716,  761. 

Moore,  Rev.  Henry,  128,  493,  519,  552. 

Moore,  Thomas,  151,  210,  267,  294,  550. 

Moravian,  206,  336,  408, 461, 529,  543, 532 

Needham,  Rev.  J.,  233,  439. 

Newton.  Rev.  John,  302,  340,  459,  533, 

570,  571,  701,  738,743,  758. 
New  York  Collection,  57. 
Noel,  592. 
Norton,  Andrews,  38,  551,  643. 

Oberlin,  Rev.  J.  F.,  526. 
Ogilvie,  Rev.  -John,  133. 
Oliver,  531. 
Olney  Hymns,  43. 
Opie,  Mrs.,  115. 
Osgood,  Mrs.,  7. 

Patrick,  Bishop,  6,  228,  537, 
Paradise  Street  Collection,  334,  333. 
Peabody,  Rev.  William  B.  O.,  149,  647, 

666,  710. 
Pierpont,  Rev.  John,  23,  53,  326,  350,  727. 
Pope,  Alexander,  303,  658. 
Pratt's  Collection,  18,  335. 
Proud,  416. 

RafTles,  Rev.  Thomas,  50. 
Rippon's  Collection,  63,  220,  367,  538. 
Roscoe,  Miss  Jane,  455,  583. 
Roscoe.  William,  15,  250. 
RusseU,  W.,  266. 

Sabbath  Recreations,  484. 


INDEX    OF   AUTHORS. 


XXXlll 


Sacred  Lyrica,  135, 

Sacred  Offering,  511. 

Salisbury  Collection,  27,  229, 287,  373,  610. 

Sandys,  George,  111. 

Scolch  Paraphrases,  242,  246,  293. 

Scott,  Rev.  Thomas,  52,  217,  2S6, 434,  442, 

453,  472,  587,  617. 
Scott,  Sir  Walter,  585,  677. 
Sears,  Rev.  E.  H.,  227. 
Select  Collection,  518. 
Sevvall's  Collection,  196. 
Shirley,  625. 

Sigourney,  Mrs.  L.  H.,  423. 
Smith,  Sir  J.  E.,  261. 
Smith,  Rev.  S.  F.,  651,  722. 
Spanish,  from  the,  392,  635. 
Spirit  of  the  Psalms,  46, 104,  113,  133,  193, 

232,  318,  319,  353,  435,  523. 
Steele,  Mrs.  Anne,  121,  148,  152,  224,247, 

249,  412,  473,  520,  544,  564,  534,  596, 

665,  695,  714. 
Stennett,  Joseph,  72,  280,  324. 
Sterling,  140. 

Sternhold.  Thomas,  142,  185,  574. 
Stocker,  366. 
Slowell,  566. 

Tate  and  Brady,  1,  65,  114,  118,  122,  129, 

165,  204,  212,  495,  496.  725. 
Taylor,  Emily,  4,  205,  337,  479,  609,  702. 
Taylor,  Jane,  619. 
Taylor,  John,  25,  31,  68,  154,  341,  456, 

613,  624. 
Thomson,  174, 
Toplady,  Rev.  A.  M,,  308,  535, 


Turner,  D.,  463. 
Urwick's  Collection,  515. 

Walker's  Collection,  137. 

Ware,  Henry,  Jr.,  10,  504,  567,  666,  717. 

Waterston,  Rev.  R.  C,  436. 

Watts,  Rev.  Dr.  Isaac,  8,  32,  36,  42,  45, 
47,  49,  56,  58,  60,  62,  66,  67,  77,  79,  92, 
102,  112,  120,  123,  136,  141,  144,  145, 
146,  147,  156,  159,  160,  162,  166,  168, 
170,  171,  173,  175,  176,  181,  191,  195, 
213,  214,  21.5,  216,  218,  219,  221,  222, 
223,  235,  237,  244,  248,  251,  253,  281, 
296,  298,  309,  310,  312,  325,  327,  344, 
354,  376,  378,  395,  408,  407,  426,  429, 
443,  448,  450,  468,  477,  485,  487,  491, 
499,  517,  ,531,  599,  601,  602,  607,  616,' 
640,  641,  644,  645,  648,  649,  656,  661, 
652,  663,  669,  732,  733,  734,  735,  736, 
740,  746,  752. 

Wesley,  Rev.  Charles,  290,  309,  313,  387, 
391,  402,  413,  525,  527,  670,  672,  728, 
729. 

Wesleyan,  26,  192,  209,  269,  297,  349,  356, 
357,  359,  368,  377,  480,  497,  521,  530, 
555,  561,  569,  586,  7-50. 

West  Boston  Collection,  200,  422. 

White,  Henry  Kirke,  155,  621. 

Whittier,  6S0. 

Williams,  Miss  Helen  M,,  557,  685 

Willis,  N.  P.,  691, 

Wotton,  Sir  Henry,  466. 

Wreford,  Rev,  John,  &11,  723. 


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INTRODUCTION  OF  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 


SABBATH    AND    SANCTUARY. 

L.  M.  1.  Tate  &  Bkadt. 

Call  to  "Worship. 

1  With  one  consent,  let  all  the  earth 
To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raise  ; 
Glad  homage  pay,  with  hallowed  mirth. 
And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise ;  — 

2  Convinced  that  he  is  God  alone, 

From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed,  — 
We,  whom  he  chooses  for  his  own, 
The  flock  which  he  vouchsafes  to  feed. 

3  O  enter  then  his  temple  gate. 
Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  press  ; 
And  still  your  grateful  hymns  repeat. 
And  still  his  name  with  praises  bless. 

4  For  he's  the  Lord  supremely  good ; 
His  mercy  is  for  ever  sure  ; 

His  truth,  which  always  firmly  stood. 
To  endless  ages  shall  endure. 


INTRODUCTION    OF 
6  &  4s.  M.  2.  Dobell's   Col. 

Solemn  Invocation. 

1   Come,  thou  Almighty  King  I 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing ; 
Help  us  to  praise  I 
'     Father  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious. 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  Days ! 

&  Come,  thou  all-gracious  Lord ! 
By  heaven  and  earth  adored. 

Our  prayer  attend ! 
Come,  and  thy  children  bless  ; 
Give  thy  good  word  success  ; 
Make  thine  own  holiness 
On  us  descend ! 

3  Never  from  us  depart ; 
Rule  thou  in  every  heart 

Hence  evermore ! 
Thy  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 

C.  M.  3.  Bryant. 

For  God's  Blessing  on  Worship. 

Lord,  from  thine  inmost  glory  send, 
Within  these  courts  to  bide. 

The  peace  that  dwelleth  without  end 
Securely  by  thy  side. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

2  May  erring  minds  that  worship  here 

Be  tau^t  the  better  way, 
And  they  who  mourn,  and  they  who  fear, 
Be  strengthened  as  they  pray. 

3  May  faith  grow  firm,  and  love  grow  warm, 

And  pure  devotion  rise. 
While  round  these  hallowed  walls  the  storm 
Of  earth-born  passion  dies. 

c 

S.  M.  4.  Emily  Taylor. 

Inyitation  to  the  House  of  God. 

1  Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 
O  thou  afflicted,  come  ; 

The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  thee  there, 
He  makes  that  house  his  home. 

2  Come  to  the  house  of  praise. 
Ye  who  are  happy  now ; 

In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise. 
In  kindred  homage  bow. 

3  Ye  aged,  hither  come. 
For  ye  have  felt  his  love  ; 

Soon  shall  your  trembling  tongues  be  dumb, 
Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

4  Ye  young,  before  his  throne. 
Come,  bow  ;  your  voices  raise  ; 

Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown. 
Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 

5  Thou,  whose  benignant  eye 
In  mercy  looks  on  all ; 

Who  see'st  the  tear  of  misery. 
And  hear'st  the  mourner's  call ;  — 

3 


INTRODUCTION    OF 

6     Up  to  thy  dwelling-place 

Bear  our  frail  spirits  on,       ^ 
Till  they  outstrip  time's  tardy  pace, 
And  heaven  on  earth  be  won. 

L.  M.  5.  Liv.  R.  S.  Col. 

■Worship  in  Truth. 

1  Almighty  God !  before  whose  throne 
The  secrets  of  all  heart's  are  known ; 
Who  dost  approve  the  vow  sincere. 
And  hear  and  answer  earnest  prayer,  — 

2  Thou  the  vain  homage  wilt  despise 
Of  heedless  lips  and  wandering  eyes,  . 
And  spurn  the  sacrifice  that  brings 
To  heavenly  aims  terrestrial  things. 

3  O  grant  us,  in  this  sacred  houi', 

To  feel  thy  love,  to  own  thy  power, 
And,  from  the  world's  allurements  free. 
To  raise  each  thought  in  truth  to  thee. 

C.  M.  O.  Patrick. 

Te  Demn. 

1  O  God  !  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 

That  thou  the  only  Lord 
And  everlasting  Father  art. 
By  all  the  earth  adored. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud ; 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high. 
Both  cherubim  and  seraphim. 
Continually  do  cry, — 


PUBLIC      WORSHIP. 


3  "  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  filled 
Of  thy  majestic  sway  I  " 

4  The  Apostles'  glorious  company, 

And  prophets  crowned  with  light, 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 

5  The  holy  Church  throughout  the  world, 

O  Lord,  confesses  thee. 
That  thou  Eternal  Father  art. 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

lis.  M.  7.  Mrs.  Osgood. 

Glad  Worship. 

1  Approach  not  the  altar  with  gloom  in  thy  soul, 
Nor  let  thy  feet  falter  from  terror's  control ; 
God  loves  not  the  sadness  of  fear  and  mistrust ; 
O   serve   him  with  gladness,  —  the  Loving   and 

Just! 

2  His  bounty  is  tender,  his  being  is  love ; 

His  smile  fills  with  splendor  the  blue  arch  above ; 
Confiding,  believing,  O  enter  always 
His  courts  with   thanksgiving,   his  portals   with 
praise ! 

3  Come  not  to  his  temple  with  pride  in  thy  mien, 
But  lowly  and  simple,  in  courage  serene  ; 
Bring  meekly  before  him  the  faith  of  a  child. 
Bow  down  and  adore  Him  with  heart  undefiled  I 


INTRODUCTION     OF 


L.  M.  8. 


Watts. 


Praise  to  the  Creator. 

1  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid. 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  ; 

And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayed. 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame  ; 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear. 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We  '11  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs ; 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise  ; 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command. 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love, 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand. 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

8  &  7s.  M.  y.  Anonymous. 

For  the  Gifts  of  the  Spirit. 

I   Holy  Spirit  I  source  of  gladness. 
Shine  amid  the  clouds  of  night ; 
O'er  our  weariness  and  sadness 

Breathe  thy  life,  and  shed  thy  light ! 


PUBLIC     WORSHIP. 

Send  us  thine  illumination, 
Banish  all  our  fears  at  length, 

Rest  upon  this  congregation, 
Spirit  of  unfailing  strength  I 

Let  that  love,  which  knows  no  measure, 

Now  in  quickening  showers  descend, 
Bringing  us  the  richest  treasure 

Man  can  wish  or  God  can  send ; 
Hear  our  earnest  supplication, 

Every  struggling  heart  release  ; 
Rest  upon  this  congregation, 

Spirit  of  eternal  Peace  ! 


L.  M.  IV,  H.  Ware,  Jk. 

Coming  in  the  Name  of  Jesus. 

1  Great  God !  the  followers  of  thy  Son, 
"We  bow  before  thy  mercy-seat. 

To  worship  thee,  the  Holy  One, 
And  pour  our  wishes  at  thy  feet. 

2  O  grant  thy  blessing  here  to-day ; 
O  give  thy  people  joy  and  peace ; 
The  tokens  of  thy  love  display, 
And  favor,  that  shall  never  cease. 

3  We  seek  the  truth  which  Jesus  brought ; 
His  path  of  light  we  long  to  tread  ; 
Here  be  his  holy  doctrines  taught. 

And  here  their  purest  influence  shed. 

4  May  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  abound  ; 
Our  sins  and  errors  be  forgiven  ; 

And  we,  in  thy  great  day,  be  found 
Children  of  God,  and  heirs  of  heaven. 


INTRODUCTION    OF 

lOs.  M.  ±1.  Anonymous. 

The  Return  of  the  Sabbath. 

1  Again  the  day  returns  of  holy  rest, 

Which,  when  he  made  the  world,  Jehovah  blest ; 
When,  like  his  own,  he  bade  our  labors  cease. 
That  we  might  think  of  him,  and  be  at  peace. 

2  Let  us  devote  this  consecrated  day 

To  learn  his  will,  and  all  we  learn  obey ; 
So  shall  he  hear  and  help  us  while  we  raise 
Our  meek  petitions  and  our  psalms  of  praise. 

3  Father  of  heaven !  in  whom  our  hopes  confide. 
Whose  power  defends  us,  and  whose  precepts 

guide,  — 
In  life  our  Guardian,  and  in  death  our  Friend,  — 
Glory  supreme  be  thine,  world  without  end. 

L.  M.  12.  E.  H.  Chapin. 

The  Gate  of  Heaven. 

1  Our  Father  —  God!  not  face  to  face 
May  mortal  sense  commune  with  thee. 
Nor  lift  the  curtains  of  that  place 
Where  dwells  thy  secret  majesty. 

Yet  wheresoe'er  our  spirits  bend 
In  reverent  faith  and  humble  prayer. 
Thy  promised  blessing  will  descend. 
And  we  shall  find  thy  spirit  there. 

2  Lord !  be  the  spot  where  now  we  meet 
An  open  gateway  into  heaven ; 

Here  may  we  sit  at  Jesus'  feet. 
And  feel  our  deepest  sins  forgiven. 


rUBLIC     WORSHIP. 

Here  may  desponding  care  look  up, 
And  sorrow  lay  its  burden  down ; 
Or  learn  of  him  to  drink  the  cup, 
To  bear  the  cross,  and  win  the  crown. 

3  Here  may  the  sick  and  wandering  soul. 
To  truth  still  blind,  to  sin  a  slave, 
Find  better  than  Bethesda's  pool. 
Or  than  Siloam's  healing  wave. 
And  may  we  learn,  while  here  apart 
From  the  world's  passion  and  its  strife. 
That  thy  true  shrine  's  a  loving  heart, 
And  thy  best  praise  a  holy  life  ! 

L.  M.  13.  Heber. 

0  Lord !  make  clean  our  Hearts. 

1  O  Father  !  with  protecting  care 
Meet  us  in  this,  thy  house  of  prayer  ; 
Assembled  in  Messiah's  name, 

Thy  promised  blessing  here  we  claim 

2  But,  chiefest,  in  our  cleansed  breast. 
Eternal  I  let  thy  spirit  rest ; 

And  make  our  secret  soul  to  be 
A  temple  pure,  and  worthy  thee. 

3  So,  in  the  last  and  dreadful  day, 
When  earth  and  heaven  shall  melt  away, 
Thy  flock,  redeemed  from  sinful  stain, 
Shall  swell  the  sound  of  praise  again. 


INTRODUCTION    OF 


H.  M.  X44.  EoMAN  Breviary. 

For  a  Blessing  on  Worship.  ^,     ^ 

1  Here,  gracious  God  I  do  thou 

For  evermore  draw  nigh  ; 
Accept  each  faithful  prayer, 

And  mark  each  suppliant  sigh  : 
In  copious  shower,  This  holy  day. 
On  all  who  pray,        Thy  blessings  pour. 

2  Here  we  may  find  from  heaven 

The  grace  which  we  implore ; 
And  may  that  gi'ace,  once  given, 

Be  with  us  evermore : 
Until  that  day  To  endless  rest 

When  all  the  blest     Are  called  away. 

L.  M.  lo.  EoscoE. 

Song  of  Adoration. 

1  Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise 

To  God,  whose  goodness  ceaseless  flows; 
Who  dwells  enthroned  above  the  skies. 
And  life  and  breath  on  all  bestows. 

2  Let  all  of  good  this  bosom  fires 

To  him,  sole  good,  give  praises  due ; 
Let  all  the  truth  himself  inspires 
Unite  to  sing  him  only  true. 

3  In  ardent  adoration  joined. 
Obedient  to  thy  holy  will. 

Let  all  our  faculties,  combined. 
Thy  just  commands,  O  God,  fulfil. 

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4  O  may  the  solemn  breathing  sound 
Like  incense  rise  before  thy  throne, 
Wiiere  thou,  whose  glory  knows  no  bound, 
Great  Cause  of  all  things,  dwell'st  alone. 


8  &  7s.  M.  JLO.  Anonymous. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  Welcome,  welcome,  quiet  morning. 

Welcome  is  this  holy  day ; 
Now  the  Sabbath  morn,  returning,  • 

Shows  a  week  has  passed  away. 
Let  us  think  how  time  is  gliding ; 

Soon  the  longest  life  departs  ; 
Nothing  human  is  abiding 

Save  the  love  of  humble  hearts. 

2  Love  to  God,  and  to  our  neighbor. 

Makes  our  purest  happiness  ; 
Vain  the  wish,  the  care,  the  labor. 

Earth's  poor  trifles  to  possess. 
Swift  our  life's  vain  dreams  are  passing 

Like  the  startled  dove  they  fly. 
Or  the  clouds,  each  other  chasing 

Over  yonder  quiet  sky. 

3  Father,  now  one  prayer  we  raise  thee  ; 

Give  an  humble,  grateful  heart ; 
Never  let  us  cease  to  praise  thee, 

Never  from  thy  fear  depart ; 
Then,  when  years  have  gathered  o'er  us, 

And  the  world  is  sunk  in  shade. 
Heaven's  bright  realm  will  rise  before  us 

There  our  treasure  will  be  laid. 
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L.  M.  17.  Mrs,  Barbauld. 

The  Sacrifice  of  the  Heart. 

1  When,  as  retm-ns  this  solemn  day, 
Man  comes  to  meet  his  maker,  God, 
What  rites,  what  honors  shall  he  pay  ? 
How  spread  his  Sovereign's  praise  abroad  ? 

2  From  marble  domes  and  gilded  spires 
Shall  curling  clouds  of  incense  rise  ? 
And  gems,  and  gold,  and  garlands  deck 
The  costly  pomp  of  sacrifice  ? 

3  Vain,  sinful  man  !  creation's  Lord 
Thy  golden  offerings  well  may  spare  : 
But  give  thy  heart,  and  thou  shalt  find 
Here  dwells  a  God  who  heareth  prayer. 

C.  M.  18.  Pratt's  Col. 

Humble  Worship. 

1  Behold  us,  Lord !  with  humble  fear 

Approach  thy  temple  gate  ; 
Though  most  unworthy  to  draw  near, 
Or  in  thy  courts  to  wait. 

2  But,  trusting  in  thy  boundless  grace, 

To  all  so  freely  given, 
We  worship  in  thy  holy  place, 
And  lift  our  souls  to  heaven. 

3  Lead  us  in  all  thy  righteous  ways, 

Nor  let  our  footsteps  slide  : 
Makq,  straight  thy  path  before  our  face, 
And  be  our  guard  and  guide. 

4  No  more  to  evil  let  us  yield. 

But,  strengthened  from  above, 

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Be  kept  and  covered  with  the  shield 
Of  thy  ahnighty  love. 

L.  M.  19.  Anonymous. 

The  Uouse  of  God. 

1  Be  still !  be  still !  for  all  around, 
On  either  hand,  is  holy  ground : 
Here  in  his  house,  the  Lord  to-day 
Will  listen,  while  his  people  pray. 

2  Thou,  tost  upon  the  waves  of  care, 
Ready  to  sink  with  deep  despair, 
Here  ask  relief,  with  heart  sincere, 
And  thou  shalt  find  that  God  is  here. 

3  Thou  who  hast  laid  within  the  grave 
Those  whom  thou  hadst  no  power  to  savcj 
Believe  their  spirits  now  are  near. 

For  angels  wait  while  God  is  here. 

4  Thou  who  hast  dear  ones  far  away. 
In  foreign  lands,  'mid  ocean's  spray. 
Pray  for  them  now,  and  dry  the  tear. 
And  trust  the  God  who  listens  here. 

5  Thou  who  art  mourning  o'er  thy  sin. 
Deploring  guilt  that  reigns  within. 
The  God  of  peace  is  ever  near ; 
The  troubled  spirit  meets  him  here. 

C.   M.  20.  BOWRING. 

Pure  Worship . 

1  The  offerings  to  Thy  throne  which  rise, 
Of  mingled  praise  and  prayer. 
Are  but  a  worthless  sacrifice 
Unless  the  heart  is  there. 

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2  Upon  thine  all  discerning  ear 

Let  no  vain  words  intrude  ; 
No  tribute  but  the  vow  smcere, 
The  tribute  of  the  good. 

3  My  offerings  will  indeed  be  blest, 

If  sanctified  by  thee  ; 
If  thy  pure  Spnit  touch  my  breast 
With  its  own  purity. 

4  O  may  that  Spuit  warm  my  heart 

To  piety  and  love, 
And  to  life's  lowly  vale  impart 
Some  rays  from  heaven  above. 

S.  M.  /41.  Montgomery. 

Praise. 

1  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
Ye  people  of  his  choice  ; 

Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise. 
Above  all  blessing  high. 

Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name. 
And  laud  and  magnify  ? 

3  O  for  the  living  flame. 
From  his  own  altar  brought. 

To  touch  our  lips,  our  minds  inspire. 
And  raise  to  heaven  our  thought ! 

4  There,  with  benign  regard. 
Our  hymns  he  deigns  to  hear ; 

Though  unrevealed  to  mortal  sense. 
The  spirit  feels  him  near. 

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)     Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord ; 

The  Lord  your  God  adore ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 

Henceforth  for  evermore. 


C.  M.  4i(i.  Bryant. 

Invoking  Compassion. 

1  O  God  !  whose  dread  and  dazzling  brow 

Love  never  yet  forsook, 
On  those  who  seek  thy  presence  now. 
In  deep  compassion  look  ;  — 

2  For  many  a  frail  and  erring  heart 

Is  in  thy  holy  sight. 
And  feet  too  willing  to  depart 
From  the  plain  way  of  right. 

3  Yet,  pleased  the  humble  prayer  to  hear. 

And  kind  to  all  that  live. 
Thou,  when  thou  seest  the  contrite  tear, 
Art  ready  to  forgive. 

4  Lord,  aid  us  with  thy  heavenly  grace 

Our  truest  bliss  to  find  ; 
In  mercy  view  our  erring  race, 
So  feeble  and  so  blind. 

H.  M.  (^o.  Hatward 

SabTsath  Morning. 

1    Welcome,  delightful  morn  ! 
Sweet  day  of  sacred  rest, 
I  hail  thy  kind  return  ; 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest ; 
From  the  low  train     I  soar  to  reach 
Of  mortal  toys.  Immortal  joys. 

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2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 

And  fill  his  throne  of  grace  ; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend. 

While  saints  address  thy  face  ; 
Let  sinners  feel  And  learn  to  know 

Thy  quickening  word.     And  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove  ! 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love. 

And  bless  these  sacred  hours : 
Then  shall  my  soul  Nor  Sabbaths  be 

New  life  obtain,  Enjoyed  in  vain. 

L.  M.  24.  Lamport. 

The  Place  of  Prayer. 

1  If,  in  a  temple  made  with  hands, 
God  speaketh  still  his  high  commands, 
Let  me  to  that  blest  place  repair. 
That  I  may  learn  my  duty  there. 

2  If,  in  the  ailments  of  the  soul. 

There  be  a  power  that  makes  it  whole. 
Let  me  to  that  pure  fount  apply. 
Lest  the  neglected  spirit  die. 

3  If  there  be  still  a  sacrifice. 

That  may  to  God  with  favor  rise, 
Let  me  present  a  contrite  heart. 
Ere  from  this  temple  I  depart. 

4  If,  in  the  dread  of  death's  dark  hour. 
The  word  of  life  hath  soothing  power, 
To  hear  that  word,  my  spirit,  haste, 
Ere  yet  the  pains  of  death  I  taste. 

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5  Where  God  would  have  the  ofFering  made, 
There  be  the  willing  tribute  paid, 
Till  to  his  name  I  consecrate 
The  worship  of  an  endless  state. 

8  &  7s.  M.  25.  J.  Taylor. 

SuiTOunding  the  Mercy-Seat. 

1  Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating, 

Sordid  hopes  and  fond  desires, 
Here,  our  willing  footsteps  meeting, 

Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 
From  the  Fount  of  glory  beaming. 

Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes  ; 
Mercy  from  above  proclaiming 

Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 

2  Who  may  share  this  great  salvation  ?  — 

Every  pure  and  humble  mind  ; 
Every  kindred,  tongue,  and  nation. 

From  the  dross  of  guilt  refined  : 
Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  withholds  his  care  from  none ; 
Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 

From  the  fountain  of  his  throne. 

3  Every  stain  of  guilt  abhorring, 

Firm  and  bold  in  virtue's  cause, 
Still  thy  providence  adoring, 

Faithful  subjects  to  thy  laws. 
Lord !  with  favor  still  attend  us. 

Bless  us  with  thy  wondrous  love  ; 
Thou,  our  sun  and  shield,  defend  us  ; 

All  our  hope  is  from  above. 

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INTRODUCTION    OF 

8  &  7s.  M.  26.  Wesley's  Col. 

For  the  Spirit  of  Love, 

1  Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Father  I  thou  art  all  compassion. 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation. 

Enter  every  longing  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit. 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest. 
Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive ; 
Graciously  come  down,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave. 

L.  M.  <47.  Salisbury  Col. 

The  House  of  God. 

1  Lo,  God  is  here  !  let  us  adore, 
And  humbly  bow  before  his  face  : 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 
Let  all  within  us  seek  his  gi-ace. 

2  Lo,  God  is  here !  him  day  and  night 
United  choirs  of  angels  sing  : 

To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 
Heaven's  host  their  noblest  homage  bring. 

3  Being  of  beings  !    may  our  praise 
Thy  courts  with  gi'ateful  fragrance  fill : 
Still  .may  we  stand  before  thy  face. 
Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will. 

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L.   M.  <^0.  PlERPONT. 

For  a  Blessing  on  the  Ilouse  of  Prayer. 

1  O,  BOW  thine  ear,  Eternal  One ! 
On  thee  our  heart  adoring  calls  ; 
To  thee,  the  followers  of  thy  Son, 
We  bend  within  these  sacred  walls. 

2  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept ; 
And  be  this  place  to  worship  given, 
liike  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept, 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell ;  and  here. 
As  incense,  let  thy  children's  prayer. 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
E/ise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung ; 
Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save, 
As  when,  of  old,  thy  Spirit  hung 

On  wings  of  light  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 

5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 
Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn. 

On  others  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here,  and  purely  burn. 

7s.   M.  29  BOWRING. 

Lowly  Praise. 

I  Lord  !  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
Hear  the  praises  of  our  race. 
And,  while  hearing,  let  thy  grace 
Dews  of  sweet  forgiveness  pour ; 
While  we  know,  benignant  King, 
That  the  praises  which  we  bring 

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Are  a  feeble  offering, 

Till  thy  blessing  makes  it  more. 

More  of  truth,  and  more  of  might. 
More  of  love,  and  more  of  light. 
More  of  reason,  and  of  right, 
From  thy  pardoning  grace  be  given ! 
This  can  make  the  humblest  song 
Sweet,  acceptable,  and  sti'ong, 
As  the  strains  the  angels'  throng 
Pour  around  the  throne  of  heaven. 


L.  M.  ol).  Doddridge. 

The  Eternal  Sabbath. 

1  Lord  of  the  Sabbath !  hear  our  vows, 
On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house ; 
And  own,  as  grateful  sacrifice, 

The  songs  which  in  thy  temple  rise. 

2  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love ; 
But  there  's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 

To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire. 
With  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 

■3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin,  nor  death,  shall  reach  the  plac^; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  warble  from  imm.ortal  tongues. 

4  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes. 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose  ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun. 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

5  O  long-expected  day,  begin  I 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin ; 

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Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 

7s.  M.  31.  J.  Taylor. 

Eugagedncss  in  Devotion. 

1  Lord  !  before  thy  presence  come, 
Bow  we  down  with  holy  fear ; 
Call  our  erring  footsteps  home. 
Let  us  feel  that  thou  art  near. 

2  Wandering  thoughts  and  languid  powers 
Come  not  where  devotion  kneels  ; 

Ijet  the  soul  expand  her  stores. 
Glowing  with  the  joy  she  feels. 


At  the  portals  of  thine  house, 
We  resign  our  earth-born  cares : 
Nobler  thou£:hts  our  souls  enofross, 


S( 

Dngs 

of 

praise  and  fervent 

prayers, 

C. 

M. 

Going 

32. 

;  to  Church. 

Psalm  122 

Watts. 

1  How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 

My  friends  devoutly  say, 
"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear. 
And  keep  the  solemn  day  !  " 

2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road ; 

The  church,  adorned  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace,  built  for  God, 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown. 

The  holy  tribes  repair ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

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4  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest : 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 

5  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or  breath  remains ; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred,  dwell. 
There  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 

C.  M.  33.  Cappe's  Sel. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Direction. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light  I 

Supremely  good  and  wise  ! 
To  thee  we  bring  our  grateful  vovv^s. 
To  thee  lift  up  our  eyes. 

2  Our  dark  and  erring  minds  illume 

With  truth's  celestial  rays  ; 
Inspire  our  hearts  with  sacred  love. 
And  tune  our  lips  to  praise. 

3  Safely  conduct  us,  by  thy  grace. 

Through  life's  perplexing  road  ; 
And  place  us,  when  that  journey  's  o'er, 
At  thy  right  hand,  O  God  I 

L.    M.  34.  COWPER. 

Spiritual  Worship. 

1  O  Lord  !  where'er  thy  people  meet. 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found. 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground.  • 


PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And,  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few  ! 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew ; 
Here  to  our  waiting  hearts  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer 
To  strengthen  faith,  and  sweeten  care  ; 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise. 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

L.  M.  «55.  Gaskell. 

"  It  is  good  to  be  here." 

1  Unto  thy  temple,  God  of  love  ! 
Once  more  we  come,  with  willing  feet. 
To  raise  our  thoughts  this  world  above, 
And  thy  paternal  blessing  meet. 

2  May  all  thy  purest  presence  feel, 
And  silent  keep  each  vain  desire  ; 
With  humble  hearts  before  thee  kneel, 
And  unto  holier  strength  aspire. 

3  May  all  be  bound  in  bonds  more  true 
To  thee,  who  art  our  life  and  light, 
That,  through  each  path  which  we  pursue, 
We  still  may  keep  thy  love  in  sight. 

4  And  may  we,  when  the  day  shall  close, 
Review  its  course  without  a  fear ; 
And,  nearer  heaven  than  when  it  rose, 
Feel  it  is  good  to  have  been  here. 

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C.  M.  36.  Watts. 

Praise  to  God.    Psalm  95. 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 

And  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
^'  Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 

And  psalms  of  honor  sing ; 
The  Lord  's  a  God  of  boundless  might. 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep. 

Lies  in  his  spacious  hand : 
He  showed  the  seas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  must  stand. 

4  Come !  and  with  humble  souls  adore. 

Come  !  kneel  before  his  face : 
O  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace  ! 

H.  M.  3i,  Doddridge. 

GentUes  brought  into  the  Temple. 

1  Great  Father  of  mankind  ! 

We  bless  that  wondrous  grace 
Which  could  for  Gentiles  find 

Within  thy  courts  a  place. 
How  kind  the  care     For  us  to  raise 
Our  God  displays,     A  house  of  prayer ! 

2  Though  once  estranged  far, 

We  now  approach  the  throne ; 

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For  Jesus  brings  us  near 

And  makes  our  cause  his  own. 
Strangers  no  more,     And  find  our  home, 
To  thee  we  come.       And  rest  secure. 

3  To  thee  ourselves  we  join, 

And  love  thy  sacred  name  ; 
No  more  our  own,  but  thine. 

We  triumph  in  the  claim. 
Our  Father- King,         Our  souls  embrace, 
Thy  covenant-grace      Thy  titles  sing. 

4  May  all  the  nations  throng 

To  worship  in  thy  house ; 
And  thou  attend  the  song, 

And  smile  upon  their  vows  ; 
Indulgent  still.  To  join  the  choir 

Till  earth,  conspire      On  Zion's  hill. 

L.  M.  So.  Norton. 

God's  Temples  everywhere. 

1  Where  ancient  forests  widely  spread, 
Where  bends  the  cataract's  ocean-fall ; 
On  the  lone  mountain's  silent  head. 
There  are  thy  temples,  God  of  all ! 

2  All  space  is  holy,  for  all  space 

Is  filled  by  thee  ;  —  but  human  thought  . 
Burns  clearer  in  some  chosen  place. 
Where  thine  own  words  of  love  are  taught. 

3  Here  be  they  taught ;  and  may  we  know 
That  faith  thy  servants  knew  of  old, 
Which  onward  bears,  trirough  vveal  or  woe. 
Till  death  the  gates  of  heaven  unfold. 


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4  Nor  we  alone  ;  may  those  whose  brow 
Shows  yet  no  trace  of  human  cares 
Hereafter  stand  where  we  do  now, 
And  raise  to  thee  still  holier  prayers. 

C.  M.  oy,  Mrs.  Bakbauld,  alt. 

The  Sabbath  of  the  Soul. 

1  O  Father  !  though  the  anxious  fear 

May  cloud  to-morrow's  way, 
No  fear  nor  doubt  shall  enter  here,  — 
All  shall  be  thine  to-day. 

2  We  will  not  bring  divided  hearts 
.  .^^  To  worship  at  thy  shrine  ; 

•^^^       But  each  unworthy  thought  departs, 
And  leaves  this  temple  thine. 

3  Then  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares, 

Of  earth  and  folly  born  ; 
Ye  shall  not  dim  the  light  that  streams 
From  this  celestial  morn. 

4  To-morrow  will  be  time  enough 

To  feel  your  harsh  control ; 
Ye  shall  not  violate  this  day, 
The  Sabbath  of  the  soul. 

C.  M.  40.  Caelisle. 

"  Lord,  teach  us  to  pray." 

1  Lord  !  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne, 
And  our  confessions  pour. 
Teach  us  to  feel  the  sins  we  own, 
And  shun  what  we  deplore. 

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2  When  our  responsive  tongues  essay 

Their  grateful  songs  to  raise, 
Grant  that  our  souls  may  join  the  lay, 
And  rise  to  thee  in  praise. 

3  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer. 

May  we  our  wills  resign  ; 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosoms  share, 
Which  is  not  wholly  thine. 

4  Let  faith  each  meek  petition  fill, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies  ; 
And  teach  our  hearts  't  is  goodness  still 
That  grants  it  or  denies. 

lOs.  M.  41.    Dk.  Johnson,  FR.  BoETHius. 

Imploring  Divine  Light. 

1  O  Thou  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds  presides, 
Whose  voice  created,  and  whose  wisdom  guides ! 
On  darkling  man  in  pure  effulgence  shine, 

And  cheer  the  clouded  mind  with  light  divine  I 

2  'T  is  thine  alone  to  calm  the  pious  breast 
With  silent  confidence  and  holy  rest ; 

From  thee,  great  God  !  we  spring,  to  thee  we  tend, 
Path,  motive,  guide,  original,  and  end. 

L.  M.  42.  Watts. 

The  Joys  of  Worship. 

1  Great  God !  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs  ; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee,  on  earth. 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

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2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  Sun,  —  he  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  Shield,  —  he  guards  our  way  ; 
All  needful  grace  he  will  bestow. 

And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too. 

4  O  God!  our  king,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey. 

Thy  willing  servants  may  we  be. 
For  blest  are  they  who  trust  in  thee. 

7s.  M.  43.  Olnet  Hymns. 

Supplication. 

i   Come,  my  soul !  thy  suit  prepare  ; 
God  delights  to  answer  prayer : 
Thou  art  coming  to  thy  King ; 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring. 

2  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest ; 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There  thy  sacred  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

3  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spkit  cheer ; 

Be  my  guard,  my  guide,  and  friend, 
To  my  earthly  journey's  end. 


7s.  M.  44.  BowKiNG. 

Lowly  TVorship. 

I  When  before  thy  throne  we  kneel, 
Filled  with  awe  and  holy  fear, 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

Teach  us,  O  our  God !  to  feci 
All  thy  sacred  presence  near. 

2  Check  each  proud  and  wandering  thought 
When  on  thy  great  name  we  call ; 

Man  is  naught,  —  is  less  than  naught : 
Thou,  our  God,  art  all  in  all. 

3  Weak,  imperfect  creatures,  we 
In  this  vale  of  darkness  dwell ; 
Yet  presume  to  look  to  thee, 
'Midst  thy  light  ineffable. 

4  O  receive  the  praise  that  dares 
Seek  thy  heaven-exalted  throne  ; 

Bless  our  offerings,  hear  our  prayers,         *% 
Infinite  and  Holy  One  I  * 

L.  M.  45.  Watts. 

The  Peace  and  Comfort  of  Worship. 

1  Away  from  every  mortal  care,  — 
From  this  world's  worthless  joys  afar, — 
Away  from  earth  our  souls  retreat. 
And  wait  and  worship  near  thy  feet. 

2  Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace 
We  bow  before  our  Father's  face  ; 
Thy  grace  and  glory  we  adore, 
And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  power. 

3  Here,  when  our  spirit  faints  and  dies. 
And  conscience  smarts  with  inward  stings. 
The  Sun  of  righteousness  shall  rise, 
With  healing  beams  beneath  his  w^ngs. 

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4  Father !  our  souls  would  still  abide 
Within  thy  temple,  near  thy  side ; 
But  if  our  feet  must  hence  depart, 
Still  keep  thy  dwelling  in  our  heart. 

S.  M.  4o.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Delights  of  Worship. 

1  Sweet  is  the  task,  O  Lord, 
Thy  glorious  acts  to  sing. 

To  praise  thy  name,  and  hear  thy  word. 
And  grateful  oflerings  bring. 

2  Sweet,  at  the  dawning  hour, 
Thy  boundless  love  to  tell ; 

And  when  the  night-wind  shuts  the  flower, 
Still  on  the  theme  to  dwell. 

3  Sweet,  on  this  day  of  rest, 
To  join  in  heart  and  voice 

With  those  who  love  and  serve  thee  best. 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy 
Be  every  Sabbath  given. 

That  such  may  be  our  blest  employ, 
Eternally,  in  heaven. 

S.  M.  47.  Watts. 

The  Temples  of  "Worship. 

1     Great  is  the  Lord  our  God ! 
And  let  his  praise  be  great ;  ' 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode. 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

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2  These  temples  of  his  grace, 
How  beautiful  they  stand  ! 

The  honors  of  our  native  place, 
The  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  A  refuge  in  distress. 

To  Zion  God  is  known  ; 
How  bright  through  all  her  palaces 
Hath  his  salvation  shone  I 

4  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 
Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 

How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

5  In  every  new  distress. 
We  '11  to  his  house  repair ; 

We  '11  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deliverance  there. 

L.  M.  4o.  Feothingham. 

For  Faith  and  Love. 

1   O  God,  whose  presence  glows  in  all 
Within,  around  us,  and  above ! 
Thy  word  we  bless,  thy  name  we  call. 
Whose  word  is  Truth,  whose  name  is  Love. 


2  That  truth  be  with  the  heart  believed 
Of  all  who  seek  this  sacred  place  ; 

With  power  proclaimed,  in  peace  received. 
Our  spirit's  light,  thy  spirit's  grace. 

3  That  love  its  holy  influence  pour. 
To  keep  us  meek,  and  make  us  free  ; 
And  throw  its  bindins:  blessinsf  more 
Round  each  with  all,  and  all  with  thee. 

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4  Send  down  its  angel  to  our  side  ; 
Send  in  its  calm  upon  the  breast ; 
For  we  would  know  no  other  guide, 
And  we  can  need  no  other  rest. 

H.  M.  49.  Watts. 

Longing  for  the  House  of  God. 

1  Lord  of  the  worlds  above, 

How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love. 

Thine  earthly  temples  are  I 
To  thine  abode  With  warm  desires 

My  heart  aspires.  To  see  my  God. 

2  The  sparrow  for  her  young 

With  pleasure  seeks  a  nest. 
And  wandering  swallows  long 

To  find  their  wonted  rest : 
My  spirit  faints,  To  rise  and  dwell 

With  equal  zeal.  Among  thy  saints. 

3  O  happy  souls  that  pray 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear ! 
O  happy  men  that  pay 

Their  constant  service  there  ! 
They  praise  thee  still ;     That  love  the  way 
And  happy  they  To  Zion's  hill  I 

4  They  go  from  strength  to  strength. 

Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears. 
Till  each  arrives  at  length. 

Till  each  in  heaven  appears  : 
O  glorious  seat,  Shall  thither  bring 

When  God,  our  King,     Our  willing  feet  I 

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L.  M.  oU.  Raffles. 

The  Hour  of  Prayer. 

1  Blest  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires 
To  hold  communion  with  his  God, 
To  send  to  heaven  his  warm  desires. 
And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

2  Blest  hour,  when  earthly  cares  resign 
Their  empire  o'er  his  anxious  breast, 
While,  all  around,  the  calm  divine 
Proclaims  the  holy  day  of  rest. 

3  Blest  hour,  when  God  himself  draws  nigh, 
Well  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  hear. 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh. 

And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 

4  Blest  hour !  for  where  the  Lord  resorts 
Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given. 
And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

L.    M.  Ol.  DODDKIDGE. 

Subjection  to  the  Father  of  our  Spirits. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  life  and  thought ! 
Be  all  beneath  thyself  forgot. 

Whilst  thee,  great  Parent-mind,  we  own. 
In  prostrate  homage  round  thy  throne. 

2  Whilst  in  themselves  our  souls  survey 
Of  thee  some  faint,  reflected  ray. 
They,  wondering,  to  their  Father  rise  : 

His  power  how  vast !  his  thoughts  how  wise ! 

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3  O  may  we  live  before  thy  face, 
The  willing  subjects  of  thy  grace, 
And  through  each  path  of  duty  move 
With  filial  awe  and  filial  love  I 

L.  M.  Ot^,  Scott. 

"  Ask,  and  ye  shall  receive." 

1  Our  Father,  throned  above  the  sky ! 
To  thee  our  empty  hands  we  spread ; 
Thy  children  at  thy  footstool  lie, 
And  ask  thy  blessings  on  their  head. 

2  With  cheerful  hope  and  filial  fear, 
In  that  august  and  precious  name, 
By  thee  ordained,  we  now  draw  near, 
Aiid  would  the  promised  blessing  claim. 

3  Doth  not  an  earthly  parent  hear 
The  cravings  of  his  famished  son  ? 
Will  he  reject  the  filial  prayer. 

Or  mock  him  with  a  cake  of  stone  ? 

4  Our  Heavenly  Father,  how  much  more 
Will  thy  divine  compassion  rise. 

And  open  thine  unbounded  store 
To  satisfy  thy  children's  cries  ! 

5  Yes,  we  will  ask,  and  seek,  and  press 
For  gracious  audience  to  thy  seat. 
Still  hoping,  waiting,  for  success. 

If  persevering  to  entreat. 

6  For  Jesus,  in  his  faithful  word. 
The  patient  supplicant  hath  blessed  ; 
And  all  thy  saints,  with  one  accord. 
The  prevalence  of  prayer  attest. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

L.  M.  d3.  Pierpont. 

God  to  be  worshipped  in  every  Place. 

1  O  Thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time. 
The  lyre  of  Hebrew  bards  was  strung, 
Whom  kings  adored  in  song  sublime. 

And  prophets  praised  with  glowing  tongue! 

2  Not  now  on  Zion's  height  alone 
Thy  favored  worshipper  may  dwell, 
Nor  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son 
Sat,  weary,  by  the  patriarch's  well. 

3  From  every  place  below  the  skies. 
The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayer, 
The  incense  of  the  heart  may  rise 

To  heaven,  and  find  acceptance  there. 

4  To  thee  shall  age,  with  snowy  hair. 
And  youth  and  beauty,  bow  the  knee, 
And  childhood  lisp,  with  reverent  air. 
Its  praises  and  its  prayers  to  thee. 

5  O  Thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time. 
The  lyre  of  prophet-bards  was  strung. 
To  thee,  at  last,  in  every  clime. 
Shall  temples  rise,  and  praise  be  sung. 

C.  M.  54.  Okig.  Hymns. 

The  Hour  of  Prayer. 

1  Earth's  busy  sounds  and  ceaseless  din 
Wake  not  this  morning  air ! 
A  holy  calm  should  welcome  in 
This  solemn  hour  of  prayer. 

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2  Now  peace,  be  still,  unhallowed  care. 

And  hushed  within  the  breast ; 
A  holy  joy  should  welcome  there 
This  happy  day  of  rest. 

3  Each  better  thought  the  spirit  knows, 

This  hour,  the  spirit  fill ! 
And  Thou,  from  whom  its  being  flows, 
O  teach  it  all  thy  will ! 

4  Then  shall  this  day,  which  God  hath  blest. 

Hallow  life's  every  hour, 
And  bear  us  to  our  l3etter  rest. 
Eternal,  perfect,  sure. 

7s.  M.  OO.  Merrick. 

Seeking  a  Clean  Ileart.     Psalm  19. 

1  Blest  Instructor,  from  thy  ways 
Who  can  tell  how  oft  he  strays  ? 
Purge  me  from  the  guilt  that  lies 
Wrapped  within  my  heart's  disguise. 

2  Let  my  tongue,  from  error  free. 
Speak  the  words  approved  by  thee  ; 
To  thy  all-observing  eyes 

Let  my  thoughts  accepted  rise. 

3  While  I  thus  thy  name  adore. 
And  thy  healing  grace  implore, 
Blest  Redeemer,  bow  thine  ear ; 
God,  my  strength,  propitious  hear. 


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S.  M.  56.  Watts. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

1  Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 

Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast. 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near. 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 

Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 
Where  God  hath  with  us  been 

Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this, 

And  sit,  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

L.  M.  57.  New  York  Col. 

Sabbath  Day. 

1  We  bless  Thee  for  this  sacred  day, 
Thou  who  hast  every  blessing  given. 
Which  sends  the  dreams  of  earth  away. 
And  yields  a  glimpse  of  opening  heaven. 

2  Lord,  in  this  day  of  holy  rest. 

We  would  improve  the  calm  repose  ; 
And,  in  thy  service  truly  blest, 
Forget  the  world,  its  joys  and  woes. 

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3  May  prayer  now  lift  her  sacred  wings, 
Contented  with  that  aim  alone 
Which  bears  her  to  the  King  of  kings, 
And  rests  her  at  his  sheltering  throne. 

S.  M.  58.  Watts. 

Call  to  Worship.    Psalm  95. 


1     Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing  ; 

Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  Kins". 


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2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown  ; 
He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  ; 

The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own. 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne. 
Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  : 

We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own, 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice. 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice. 
And  own  your  gi*acious  God. 

C.  M.  59.  Drennan. 

God  may  be  vrorshipped  in  every  Place. 

1  The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain 
The  universal  Lord ; 
Yet  he  in  humble  hearts  will  deign 
To  dwell  and  be  adored. 

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Q  Where'er  ascends  the  sacrifice 
Of  fervent  praise  and  prayer, 
Or  on  the  earth,  or  in  the  skies. 
The  God  of  heaven  is  there. 

3  His  presence  is  diffused  abroad 

Thro'  realms,  thro'  worlds  unknown ; 
Who  seek  the  mercies  of  our  God 
Are  ever  near  his  throne. 


L.  M.  DU.  Watts. 

God's  Condescension  to  our  Worship. 

1  Thy  favors,  Lord,  surprise  our  souls  : 
Will  the  Eternal  dwell  with  us  ? 
What  canst  thou  find  beneath  the  poles 
To  tempt  thy  chariot  downward  thus  ? 

s  Still  might  he  fill  his  starry  throne. 
And  please  his  ears  with  Gabriel's  songs ; 
But  heavenly  majesty  comes  down. 
And  bows  to  hearken  to  our  tongues. 

3  Great  God !  what  poor  returns  we  pay 
For  love  so  infinite  as  thine ! 
Words  are  but  air,  and  tongues  but  clay. 
But  thy  compassion  's  all  divine. 

C.  M.  61.  Jervis. 

Homage  and  Devotion. 

1  With  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 
To  those  bright  realms  above. 
That  glorious  temple  in  the  skies. 
Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

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2  Before  the  awful  throne  we  bow 
Of  heaven's  almighty  King  : 
Here  we  present  the  solemn  vow, 
And  hymns  of  praise  we  sing. 

3  Thee  we  adore  ;  and,  Lord,  to  thee 

Our  filial  duty  pay : 
Thy  service,  unconstrained  and  free, 
Conducts  to  endless  day. 

4  While  in  thy  house  of  prayer  we  kneel 

With  trust  and  holy  fear. 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  truth  reveal, 
And  lend  a  gracious  ear. 

5  With  fervor  teach  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  tune  our  lips  to  sing  ; 
Nor  from  thy  presence  cast  away 
The  sacrifice  we  bring. 

C.  M.  62.  Watts. 

The  Morning  of  a  Lord's  Day.    Psalm  63. 

1  Early,  my  God,  without  delay, 

I  haste  to  seek  thy  face ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand. 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand. 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3  I  've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power 

Through  all  thy  temple  shine  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour. 
That  vision  so  divine. 

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4  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  iny  best  passions  move. 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice. 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

5  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 

I  '11  bless  my  God  and  King ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray. 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

C.  M.  63.  Rippon's   Col. 

Worship. 

1  Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name 

Of  our  Eternal  King  ; 
"  Thrice  holy  Lord  ! "  the  angels  cry ; 
"  Thrice  holy ! "  let  us  sing. 

2  The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind 

Pay,  O  my  soul,  to  God  ; 
Lift  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode. 

3  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 

Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach  ; 
A  contrite  heart  will  please  him  more 
Than  the  best  forms  of  speech. 

4  Thou  holy  God !  preserve  my  soul 

From  all  pollution  free  ; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 

C.  M.  64.  Mrs.  Follen. 

Love  of  Sabbath  Service. 

1  How  sweet,  upon  this  sacred  day. 
The  best  of  all  the  seven, 

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To  cast  our  earthly  thoughts  away, 
And  think  of  God  and  heaven  I 

2  How  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray 

Our  sins  may  be  forgiven  ! 
With  filial  confidence  to  say, 
"  Father,  who  art  in  heaven  I " 

3  How  sweet  the  words  of  peace  to  hear 

From  him  to  whom  't  is  given 
To  wake  the  penitential  tear. 
And  lead  the  way  to  heaven ! 

4  And  if  to  make  our  sins  depart 

In  vain  the  will  has  striven, 
He  who  regards  the  inmost  heart 
Will  send  his  grace  from  heaven. 

5  Then  hail,  thou  sacred,  blessed  day. 

The  best  of  all  the  seven. 
When  hearts  unite  their  vows  to  pay 
Of  gratitude  to  Heaven ! 

L.  M.  65.  Tate  &  Brady, 

Public  "Worship.    Psalm  95. 

1  O  COME,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing. 
Loud  thanks  to  our  almighty  King ; 
For  we  our  voices  high  should  raise, 
When  our  salvation's  Rock  we  praise. 

2  Into  his  presence  let  us  haste. 
To  thank  him  for  his  favors  past ; 
To  him  address,  in  joyful  songs. 
The  praise  that  to  his  name  belongs. 

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3  The  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hand, 
Her  secret  wealth  at  his  command  ; 

The  strength  of  hills,  that  threat  the  skies, 
Subjected  to  his  empire  lies. 

4  The  rolling  ocean's  vast  abyss 

By  the  same  sovereign  right  is  his  ; 
'T  is  moved  by  his  almighty  hand. 
That  formed  and  fixed  the  solid  land. 

5  O  let  LIS  to  his  courts  repair. 
And  bow  with  adoration  there ; 
Down  on  our  knees  devoutly,  all, 
Before  the  Lord  our  Maker  fall. 

L.  M.  66.  "Watts. 

The  Pleasure  of  Public  'Worship.    Psahn  84. 

1  How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 

O  Lord  of  Hosts,  thy  dwellings  are  I 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  the  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  Blest  are  the  saints,  who  sit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above. 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

3  Blest  are  the  souls  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays. 
And  seek  thy  face  and  learn  thy  praise. 

4  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate  ; 

God  is  their  Strength  ;  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  Helper,  God. 

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5  Cheerful  they  walk,  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length ; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
And  join  the  nobler  worship  there. 

L.  M.  67.  Watts. 

A  Psalm  for  the  Lord's  Day.    Psalm  92. 

1  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing ; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word ; 
His  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  deep  his  counsels,  how  divine ! 

4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  hoped  below. 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ. 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

7s.  M.  68.  J.  Tatlok. 

The  Divine  Glories  celebrated. 

1   Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky ; 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiven, 
Man,  the  well-beloved  of  heaven. 

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2  Favored  mortals  !  raise  the  sonsf : 
Endless  thanks  to  God  belong  ; 
Hearts  o'erflowing  with  his  praise 
Join  the  hymns  your  voices  raise. 

.?  Mark  the  wonders  of  his  hand  ! 
Power,  no  empire  can  withstand ; 
Wisdom,  angels'  glorious  theme  ; 
Goodness,  one  eternal  stream. 

4  Awful  Being  !  from  thy  throne 
Send  thy  promised  blessings  down ; 
Let  thy  light,  thy  truth,  thy  peace, 
Bid  our  raging  passions  cease. 


L.  M.  \)iy.  Heber. 

Seeking  Refuge. 

1  Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky, 
Lord,  to  thine  altar's  shade  we  fly  ; 
Forth  from  the  world,  its  hope  and  fear, 
Father,  we  seek  thy  shelter  here  : 
Weary  and  weak,  thy  grace  we  pray  ; 
Turn  not,  O  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 

2  Long  have  we  roamed  in  want  and  pain  ; 
Long  have  we  sought  thy  rest  in  vain  ; 
Wildered  in  doubt,  in  darkness  lost, 
Long  have  our  souls  been  tempest-tost : 
Low  at  thy  feet  our  sins  we  lay  ; 

Turn  not,  O  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 

L.  M.  7U.  Anonymous. 

Sunday  Morning. 

1   Called  by  the  Sabbath  bells  away 
Unto  thy  holy  temple.  Lord, 

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I  '11  go,  with  willing  mind,  to  pray, 

To  praise  thy  name,  and  hear  thy  word. 

2  O  sacred  day  of  peace  and  joy, 
Thy  hom*s  are  ever  dear  to  me  ; 
Ne'er  may  a  sinful  thought  destroy 
The  holy  calm  I  find  in  thee. 

3  Dear  are  thy  peaceful  hours  to  me. 
For  God  has  given  them  in  his  love. 
To  tell  how  calm,  how  blest,  shall  be 
The  endless  day  of  heaven  above. 

C.  M.  71.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

The  Resurrection  on  the  First  Day  of  the  'Week. 

1  Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray  ; 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  O  what  a  night  was  that,  which  wrapt 

The  heathen  world  in  gloom  ! 
O  what  a  sun,  which  broke,  this  day, 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb  I 

3  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid. 

And  loud  hosannas  sung ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

4  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn  ; 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 

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L.  M.  7-^.  Stennett. 

Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  Another  six  days'  work  is  done ; 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun  : 
Return,  my  soliI,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  which  God  hath  blest. 

2  O  that  OLir  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies, 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose, 
"Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows ! 

3  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest. 
Which  for  the  Church  of  God  remains. 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties  let  the  day  — 

In  holy  pleasures  —  pass  away  : 
How  sweet,  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend. 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end  I 

C.  M.  To.  Edjieston. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn 

That  opens  on  the  sight. 
When  first  this  soul-reviving  morn 
Beams  its  new  rays  of  light ! 

2  Blest  day !  thine  hoLirs  too  soon  will  cease 

Yet,  while  they  gently  roll, 
Breathe,  Heavenly  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 
A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul ! 

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3  Soon  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 
The  world's  long  week  be  o'er, 
That  Sabbath  dawn  which  needs  no  sun, 
That  day  which  fades  no  more. 

L.  M.  74.  Hancox. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

1  How  welcome  thy  returning  beams, 
Thou  fairest  morn  of  all  the  seven  I 
Those  wake  to  toil,  and  earthly  schemes ; 
Thou  to  repose,  and  thoughts  of  heaven. 

2  Come,  let  us  join  the  goodly  throng, 
And  pay  to  God  our  early  vow. 
Repeat  his  praise  in  cheerful  song. 
And  at  his  footstool  humbly  bow. 

3  He  hath  revealed  a  blest  abode. 
In  gospel  lines  divinely  fair  ; 
Come,  let  us  seek  the  heavenly  road. 
That  we  may  not  be  strangers  there. 

4  Then  we  may  trust  our  Father's  love. 
That,  when  we  've  passed  these  days  of  care. 
Trained  for  his  blissful  courts  above, 

An  endless  Sabbath  we  shall  share. 

L.  ^L  tO.  Episcopal  Col, 

"  Remember  that  thou  keep  holy  the  Sabbath  day." 

I  Great  God  I  this  sacred  day  of  thine 
Demands  the  soul's  collected  powers  : 
With  joy  to  thee  we  now  resign 
These  solemn,  consecrated,  hours: 

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O  may  our  souls  adoring  own 

The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

All-seeing  God  !  thy  piercing  eye 
Can  every  secret  thought  explore  : 
May  worldly  cares  our  bosoms  fly, 
And  where  thou  art,  intrude  no  more 
O  may  thy  grace  our  spirits  move, 
And  fix  our  minds  on  things  above. 

Thy  Spirit's  powerful  aid  impart, 
And  bid  thy  words,  with  life  divine. 
Engage  the  ear,  and  warm  the  heart ; 
Then  shall  the  day  indeed  be  thine  ; 
Our  souls  shall  then  adoring  own 
The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 


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S.    M.  7b.  BULFINCH. 

The  Sabbath. 

1  Hail  to  the  Sabbath  day  ! 
The  day  divinely  given  ; 

When  men  to  God  their  homage  pay, 
And  earth  draws  near  to  heaven. 

2  Lord,  in  this  sacred  hour. 
Within  thy  courts  we  bend. 

And  bless  thy  love,  and  own  thy  power, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend ! 

3  But  thou  art  not  alone 
In  courts  by  mortals  trod. 

Nor  only  is  the  day  thine  own, 
When  crowds  adore  their  God. 

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4  Thy  temple  is  the  arch 
Of  yon  unmeasured  sky, 

Thy  Sabbath  the  stupendous  march 
Of  grand  eternity. 

5  Lord!  may  a  holier  day 
Dawn  on  thy  servants'  sight ; 

And  grant  us  in  thy  courts  to  pray, 
Of  pure,  unclouded  light. 


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C.  M.  77.  Watts. 

Morning  "Worship. 

1  Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ! 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  who  rules  the  skies. 

2  Day  unto  day  his  name  repeats  ; 

The  night  renews  the  sound. 
Through  all  the  heaven  on  which  he  sits 
And  rolls  the  seasons  round. 

3  And  we  will  magnify  his  name. 

Our  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise. 
Whose  hand  sustains  our  mortal  frame 
Through  all  our  passing  days. 

4  My  God  !  may  every  hour  be  thine, 

Till  all  our  days  are  past ; 
So  shall  our  sun  in  peace  decline, 
And  set  in  smiles  at  last. 
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CM.  7o.        Chandler,  fr.  Breviary. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

Now  Morning  lifts  her  dewy  veil, 
With  new-born  blessings  crowned  ; 

O  haste  we,  then,  her  light  to  hail, 
In  courts  of  holy  ground  ! 

2  But  Christ,  triumphant  o'er  the  grave, 

Shines  more  divinely  bright ; 
O  sing  we,  then,  his  power  to  save, 
And  walk  we  in  his  light ! 

3  Still,  as  the  morning  rays  return, 

To  fancy  it  is  given 
In  distant  vision  to  discern 
The  radiant  domes  of  heaven. 

4  But  now  that  our  Eternal  Sun 

Hath  shed  his  beams  abroad. 
In  him  we  see  the  Holy  One, 
And  mount  at  once  to  God. 

C.  M.  79.  Watts.  ' 

Morning  Psalm. 

1  Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  ^vill  I  direct  my  prayer. 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight. 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 


MORNING   AND    EVENING    WORSHIP. 

3  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there  ; 
J  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

4  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness ! 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face, 

5  The  men  who  love  and  fear  thy  name 

Shall  see  their  hopes  fulfilled  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compass  them 
With  favor  as  a  shield. 

7s.  M.  80.  Episcopal  Col. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone  ; 
Now  the  morning  light  is  come  ; 
Lord,  may  we  be  thine  to-day. 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2  Fill  om-  souls  with  heavenly  light, 
Banish  doubt,  and  clear  our  sight ; 
In  thy  service.  Lord,  to-day. 

May  we  stand,  and  watch,  and  pray. 

3  Keep  our  haughty  passions  bound  ; 
Save  us  from  our  foes  around ; 
Going  out  and  coming  in, 

Keep  us  safe  from  every  sin. 

4  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 
O  receive  us  then  at  last ; 
Night  and  sin  will  be  no  more, 
When  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore. 

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L.   M.  oJ..  HaWKES WORTH. 

Morning  Gratitude. 

1  In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 

I  safely  passed  the  silent  night ; 
Again  I  see  the  breaking  shade, 
I  drink  again  the  morning  light. 

2  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour. 
Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be  ; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power. 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God  I  to  thee. 

3  O  guide  me  through  the  various  niaze 
My  doubtful  feet  are  doomed  to  tread, 
And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze 
Where  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

4  A  deeper  shade  will  soon  impend, 
A  deeper  sleep  mine  eyes  oppress  ; 
Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend, 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away. 
That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  mine  eyes. 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day. 

Thy  love  the  rapture  of  the  skies. 

L.  M.  8-^.  Lyra  Cath. 

A  Morning  Prayer. 

1  Now  doth  the  sun  ascend  the  sky, 
And  wake  creation  with  its  ray ; 
Keep  us  from  sin,  O  Lord,  most  high. 
Through  all  the  actions  of  the  day. 

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2  O  may  the  morn  so  pure,  so  clear, 
Its  own  sweet  calm  in  us  instil ; 
A  guileless  mind,  a  heart  sincere. 
Simplicity  of  word  and  will : 

3  And  ever,  as  the  day  glides  by. 
May  we  the  busy  senses  rein  ; 
Keep  guard  upon  the  hand  and  eye. 
Nor  let  the  body  suffer  stain. 

4  Grant  us  the  grace,  for  love  of  thee. 
To  scorn  all  vanities  below ; 
Faith,  to  detect  each  falsity  ; 

And  knowledge,  thee  alone  to  know. 

C.  M.  OO,  Anonymous. 

A  Sabbath.  Morning. 

1  How  sweet,  how  calm,  this  Sabbath  morn  ! 

How  pure  the  air  that  breathes. 
And  soft  the  sounds  upon  it  borne. 
And  light  its  vapor  wreaths  I 

2  It  seems  as  if  the  Christianas  prayer. 

For  peace  and  joy  and  love. 
Were  answered  by  the  very  air 
That  wafts  its  strain  above. 

3  Let  each  unholy  passion  cease, 

Each  evil  thought  be  crushed,  *IML"^ 

Each  anxious  care  that  mars  thy  peace    ™ 
In  Faith  and  Love  be  hushed. 


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7s.  M.  o4.  FUKNESS. 

Mondng  Hymn. 

1  In  the  morning  I  will  pray 
For  God's  blessing  on  the  day ; 
What  this  day  shall  be  my  lot, 
Light  or  darkness,  know  I  not. 

2  Should  it  be  with  clouds  o'ercast. 
Clouds  of  sorrow,  gathering  fast, 
Thou,  who  givest  light  divine, 
Shine  within  me.  Lord,  O  shine ! 

3  Show  me,  if  I  tempted  be. 
How  to  find  all  strength  in  Thee, 
And  a  perfect  triumph  win 
Over  every  bosom  sin. 

4  Keep  my  feet  from  secret  snares. 
Keep  mine  eyes,  O  God,  from  tears  ! 
Every  step  Thy  love  attend. 

And  my  soul  from  death  defend ! 

C.  M.  OO,  St.  Ambrose. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  Now  that  the  sun  is  beaming  bright, 

Implore  we,  bending  low, 
That  He,  the  uncreated  Light, 
May  guide  us  as  we  go. 

2  No  sinful  word,  nor  deed  of  wrong, 

Nor  thoughts  that  idly  rove. 
But  simple  truth  be  on  our  tongue, 
And  in  our  hearts  be  love. 


BIORNING   AND    EVENING   WORSHIP. 

3  And  while  the  hours  in  order  flow, 

Securely  fence,  O  Lord ! 
Our  hearts,  beleaguered  by  the  foe 
That  tempts  our  every  road. 

4  And  grant  that  to  thine  honor,  Lord, 

Our  rites  this  day  may  tend ; 
That  we  begin  them  at  thy  word, 
And  in  thy  favor  end. 

L.  M.  86.  Bishop  Kenn. 

Morning. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Thy  precious  time  misspent  redeem ; 
Each  present  day  thy  last  esteem  ; 
Improve  thy  talent  with  due  care  ; 
For  the  great  day  thyself  prepare. 

3  In  conversation  be  sincere  ; 

Keep  conscience,  as  the  noontide,  clear ; 
Think  how  the  all-seeing  God,  thy  ways 
And  all  thy  secret  thoughts  surveys. 

4  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  : 
Scatter  my  sins  like  morning  dew ; 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

5  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day. 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say  ; 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

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MORNING    AND    EVENING    WORSHIP. 

L.  M.  87.  Keble. 

Moming^  Hymn. 

1  O  TIMELY  happy,  timely  wise, 
Hearts  that  with  rising  morn  arise  ; 
Eyes  that  the  beam  celestial  view, 
Which  evermore  makes  all  things  new. 

2  New  every  morning  is  Thy  love  ! 
Our  wakening  and  uprising  prove  ; 
Through  sleep  and  darkness  safely  brought, 
Restored  to  life,  and  power,  and  thought. 

3  New  mercies,  each  returning  day, 
Hover  around  us  while  we  pray ; 
New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven. 

New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heaven. 

4  If,  on  our  daily  course,  our  mind 
Be  set  to  hallow  all  we  find. 

New  treasures  still,  of  countless  price, 
God  will  provide  for  sacrifice. 

5  Old  friends,  old  scenes,  will  lovelier  be. 
As  more  of  heaven  in  each  we  see  ; 
Some  softening  gleams  of  love  and  prayer 
Shall  dawn  on  every  cross  and  care. 

C.  M.  OO.  Montgomery. 

Acknowledging  God's  Hand.  —  Morning. 

1  What  secret  hand,  at  morning  light. 
Softly  unseals  mine  eye. 
Draws  back  the  curtain  of  the  night, 
And  opens  earth  and  sky  ? 


MORNING   AND    EVENING    WORSHIP. 

2  'T  is  thine,  my  God,  —  the  same  that  kept 

My  resting  hours  from  harm  ; 
No  ill  came  nigh  me,  for  I  slept 
Beneath  the  Almighty's  arm. 

3  'T  is  thine,  my  daily  bread  that  brings,    . 

Like  manna  scattered  round. 
And  clothes  me,  as  the  lily  springs 
In  beauty  from  the  ground. 

4  In  death's  dark  valley  though  I  stray, 

'T  would  there  my  steps  attend. 
Guide  with  the  staff  my  lonely  way, 
And  with  the  rod  defend. 

5  May  that  sure  hand  uphold  me  still 

Through  life's  uncertain  race. 
To  bring  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 
And  to  thy  dwelling-place. 

C.  M.  89.  Gent.  Mag, 

Daily  Protection.    Psalm  5. 

1  On  thee,  each  morning,  O  my  God ! 

My  waking  thoughts  attend  ; 
In  thee  are  founded  all  my  hopes, 
In  thee  my  wishes  end. 

2  My  soul,  in  pleasing  wonder  lost, 

Thy  boundless  love  surveys  ; 
And,  fired  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 
A  sacrifice  of  praise. 

3  God  leads  me  through  the  maze  of  sleep. 

And  brings  me  safe  to  light ; 
And  with  the  same  paternal. care        ^' ^ 
Conducts  my  steps  till  night. 

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MORNING   AND    EVENING    WORSHIP. 

4  When  evening  slumbers  press  my  eyes. 

With  his  protection  blest, 
In  peace  and  safety  I  commit 
Sly  weary  limbs  to  rest. 

5  My  spirit,  in  his  hand  secure, 

Fears  no  approaching  ill ; 
For,  whether  waking  or  asleep, 
Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 

7s.   M.  "U.  BOWRING. 

All  from  God.  —:■  Morning  or  Evening. 

1  Father  !  thy  paternal  care 

Has  my  guardian  been,  my  guide ! 
Every  hallowed  wish  and  prayer 
Has  thy  hand  of  love  supplied  ; 
Thine  is  every  thought  of  bliss. 
Left  by  hours  and  days  gone  by ; 
Every  hope  thy  offspring  is. 
Beaming  from  futurity. 

2  Every  sun  of  splendid  ray  ; 
Every  moon  that  shines  serene  ; 
Every  morn  that  welcomes  day  ; 
Every  evening's  twilight  scene  ; 
Every  hour  which  wisdom  brings  ; 
Every  incense  at  thy  shrine  ; 
These  —  and  all  life's  holiest  things, 
And  its  fairest  —  all  are  thine. 

3  And  for  all,  my  hymns  shall  rise 
Daily  to  thy  gracious  throne  : 
Thither  let  my  asking  eyes 
Turn  unwearied,  righteous  One ! 

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MORNING    AND    EVENING   WORSHIP. 

Through  life's  strange  vicissitude, 
There  reposing  all  my  care, 
Trusting  still,  through  ill  and  good. 
Fixed  and  cheered  and  counselled  there. 

L.  M.  JL,  Christian  Psalmist. 

Morniug  or  Evening. 

1  As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares 
Will  bring  its  trials  or  its  cares, 
O  Father,  till  my  life  shall  end. 
Be  thou  my  counsellor  and  friend ; 
Teach  me  thy  statutes  all  divine. 
And  let  thy  will  be  always  mine. 

2  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labors  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose. 

With  pardoning  mercy  richly  blest. 
Guard  me,  my  Father,  while  I  rest : 
And  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 
O  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies ! 

3  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun. 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labors  done. 
Father,  thine  heavenly  radiance  shed. 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed ; 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise, 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  praise. 

C.  M.  92.  Watts. 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

1  Dread  Sovereign  !  let  my  evening  song 
Like  holy  incense  rise  ; 
Permit  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  thee  in  the  skies. 

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MORNING    AND    EVENING    WORSHIP. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 

Thy  hand  is  still  my  guard  ; 
And  still,  to  drive  my  wants  away, 
Thy  mercy  stands  prepared. 

3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

My  daily  path  surround  ; 
But  O  hovv^  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  And  now,  my  soul,  the  closing  day 

Is  fading  on  thine  eyes  ; 
Once  more  the  evening  tribute  pay 
To  Him  who  rules  the  skies. 

L.  M.  \)3,  Bishop  Kenn. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me.  King  of  kings, 
Under  thy  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me.  Lord,  through  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 

That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  m^ay  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Triumphant  rise  at  the  last  day. 

4  O  may  my  soul  on  thee  repose. 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close, - 
Sleep  that  may  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

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MORNING    AND    EVENING   WORSHIP. 

5  Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him,  ye  angels  round  his  throne  ; 
Praise  God,  the  high  and  holy  One. 

8  &  7s.  M.  94.  Martineau's  Col. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  On  the  dewy  breath  of  even 

Thousand  odors  mingling  rise. 
Borne  like  incense  up  to  heaven, 
Nature's  evening  sacrifice. 

2  With  her  balmy  offerings  blending, 

Let  our  glad  thanksgivings  be  — 
To  thy  throne,  O  Lord,  ascending  — 
Incense  of  our  hearts  to  thee. 

3  Thou,  whose  favors,  without  number. 

All  our  days  with  gladness  bless, 
Let  thine  eye,  that  knows  not  slumber. 
Guard  our  hours  of  helplessness. 

4  Then,  though  conscious  we  are  sleeping 

In  the  outer  courts  of  death. 

Safe  beneath  a  Father's  keeping, 

Calm  we  rest  in  placid  faith. 

5  Lord  !  when  life  is  clo.^ing  round  us. 

Dark  with  anguish,  faint  with  fear. 
Let  thy  beams  of  love  surround  us. 
Let  us  know  thee,  feel  thee  near  I 


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MORNING   AND    EVENING    WORSHIP. 

7  &  6s.  M.  95.  Saceed  Songs. 

Reflections  at  Sunset. 

1  The  mellow  eve  is  gliding 

Serenely  down  the  west ; 
So,  every  care  subsiding, 
My  soul  would  sink  to  rest. 

2  The  woodland  hum  is  ringing 

The  daylight's  gentle  close  ; 

May  angels  round  me  singing 

Thus  hymn  my  last  repose. 

3  The  evening  star  has  lighted 

Her  crystal  lamp  on  high  ; 
So,  when  in  death  benighted, 
May  hope  illume  the  sky. 

4  In  golden  splendor  dawning. 

The  morrow's  light  shall  break  ; 
O  on  the  last  bright  morning 
May  I  in  glory  wake. 

7s.   M.  yb.  FURNESS. 

The  Light  of  Stare. 

1  Slowly,  by  God's  hand  unfurled, 
Down  around  the  weary  world 
Falls  the  darkness  :  O  how  still 
Is  the  working  of  his  will ! 

2  Mighty  Spirit,  ever  nigh ! 
Work  in  me  as  silently  ; 

Veil  the  day's  distracting  sights. 
Show  me  heaven's  eternal  lights. 

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MORNING    AND    EVENING    WORSHIP. 

3  Living  stars  to  view  be  brought 

Tn  the  boundless  reahns  of  thought ; 
High  and  infinite  desires, 
Planning  like  those  upper  fires  ! 

4  Holy  Truth,  Eternal  Right, 
Ijet  them  break  upon  my  sight ; 
Let  them  shine  serene  and  still. 
And  with  light  my  being  fill. 

lOs.  M.  97.  Lyte. 

"  Abide  with  us,  for  it  is  towards  evening." 

1  Abide  with  me  I     Fast  falls  the  eventide, 
The  darkness  deepens  ;  Lord,  with  me  abide  ! 
When  other  helpers  fail  and  comforts  flee. 
Help  of  the  helpers,  O  abide  with  me  ! 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day  ; 
Earths  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away  : 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see  ; 

O  Thou  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me ! 

3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour : 

What  but  thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's  power  ? 
Who  like  thyself  my  guide  and  stay  can  be  ? 
On  to  the  close,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me  I 

7s.  M.  cfo.  Doddridge. 

Evening  Iljmn. 

1  Interval  of  grateful  shade, 
Welcome  to  my  weary  head ! 
Welcome  slumbers  to  mine  eyes, 
Tired  with  glaring  vanities  ! 

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MORNING   AND    EVENING   WORSHIP. 

2  My  great  Master  still  allows 
Needful  periods  of  repose  : 
By  my  Heavenly  Father  blest. 
Thus  I  give  my  powers  to  rest. 

3  Heavenly  Father!  gracious  name! 
Night  and  day  his  love  the  same ! 
Far  be  each  suspicious  thought, 
Every  anxious  care  forgot  I 

4  Thou,  my  ever-bounteous  God, 
Crown' st  my  days  with  various  good ; 
Thy  kind  eye,  which  cannot  sleep, 
My  defenceless  hours  shall  keep. 

5  What  if  death  my  sleep  invade  ? 
Should  I  be  of  death  afraid  ? 
While  encircled  by  thine  arm. 
Death  may  strike,  but  cannot  harm. 

fi  With  thy  heavenly  presence  blest, 
Death  is  life,  and  labor  rest : 
Welcome  sleep  or  death  to  me. 
Still  secure,  —  for  still  with  thee  ! 

L.   M.  yy.  BOWRING. 

Evening  Worship. 

How  shall  we  praise  thee.  Lord  of  light  ? 
How  all  thy  boundless  love  declare  ? 
Though  earth  is  veiled  in  shades  of  night. 
The  heaven  is  open  to  our  prayer,  — 
That  heaven,  so  bright  with  stars  and  suns. 
That  glorious  heaven  which  has  no  bound : 
There  the  full  tide  of  being  runs. 
And  life  and  beauty  glow  around. 

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MORNING    AND    EVENING   WORSHIP. 

2  We  would  adore  thee,  God  sublime, 
Whose  power  and  wisdom,  love  and  grace, 
Are  greater  than  the  round  of  time, 

And  wider  than  the  bounds  of  space  ; 
O  how  shall  thought  expression  find, 
All  lost  in  thine  immensity  ! 
How  shall  we  seek  thee,  glorious  Mind, 
Amid  thy  dread  infinity  I 

3  But  thou  art  present  with  us  here, 
As  in  thy  glittering,  high  domain  ; 
And  grateful  hearts  and  humble  fear 
Can  never  seek  thy  face  in  vain. 
Help  us  to  praise  thee.  Lord  of  light. 
Help  us  thy  boundless  love  declare, 
And  while  we  seek  thy  face  to-night 
Aid  us,  and  hearken  to  our  prayer. 

L.  M.  100.  W.  H.  Burleigh. 

Evening    Hymn. 

1  Day  unto  day  doth  utter  speech. 

And  night  to  night  thy  voice  makes  known  ; 
Through  all  the  earth,  where  thought  may  reach, 
Is  heard  the  glad  and  solemn  tone  ; 
And  worlds  beyond  the  farthest  star 
Whose  light  hath  reached  the  human  eye, 
Catch  the  high  anthem  from  afar, 
That  rolls  along  immensity. 

2  O  Holy  Father !  'mid  the  calm 
And  stillness  of  the  evening  hour. 
We  too  would  lift  our  solemn  psalm, 
To  praise  thy  goodness  and  thy  power ; 


MORNING   AND    EVENING  WORSHIP. 

For  over  us,  as  over  all, 

Thy  tender  mercies  still  extend. 

Nor  vainly  shall  the  contrite  call 

On  thee,  their  Father  and  their  Friend. 


C.  M.  101.  BOWEING. 

Nature's  Evening  Hymn. 

The  heavenly  spheres  to  thee,  O  God, 

Attune  their  evening  hymn  : 
All  wise,  all  holy,  thou  art  praised 

In  song  of  seraphim  ! 
Unnumbered  systems,  suns,  and  worlds 

Unite  to  worship  thee, 
While  thy  majestic  gi'eatness  fills 

Space,  time,  eternity. 

Nature,  —  a  temple  worthy  thee. 

That  beams  with  light  and  love  ; 
Whose  flowers  so  sweetly  bloom  below, 

Whose  stars  rejoice  above  ; 
Whose  altars  are  the  mountain  cliffs 

That  rise  along  the  shore  ; 
Whose  anthems,  the  sublime  accord 

Of  storm  and  ocean  roar  :  — 

Her  song  of  gratitude  is  sung 

By  spring's  awakening  hours  ; 
Her  summer  offers  at  thy  shrine 

Its  earliest,  loveliest  flowers  ; 
Her  autumn  brings  its  ripened  fruits. 

In  glorious  luxury  given  ; 
While  winter's  silver  heights  reflect 

Thy  brightness  back  to  heaven. 

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MORNING    AND    EVENING   WORSHIP. 

4  On  all  thou  smil'st ;  and  what  is  man 

Before  thy  presence,  God  ? 
A  breath  but  yesterday  inspired, 

To-morrow  but  a  clod. 
That  clod  shall  mingle  in  the  vale, 

But,  kindled.  Lord,  by  thee. 
The  spirit  to  thy  arms  shall  spring, 

To  life,  to  liberty. 

L.  M.  102.  "Watts. 

An  EA'ening  Hymn. 

1  Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on. 
Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days ! 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 
And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past. 

And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep  ; 
Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  : 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear  : 
O  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart ! 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 
Thy  love  and  kindness  in  my  heart. 

5  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  gi-ound, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb. 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

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MORNING   AND    EVENING   WORSHIP. 

S.  M.  103.  Doddridge. 

Evening  Admonition. 

1  The  swift-declining  day, 
How  fast  its  moments  fly  ! 

While  evening's  broad  and  gloomy  shade 
Gains  on  the  western  sky. 

2  Ye  mortals  !  mark  its  pace  ; 
And  use  the  hom-s  of  light ; 

And  know,  your  Maker  can  command 
An  instantaneous  night. 

3  His  word  blots  out  the  sun 
In  its  meridiaif  blaze. 

And  cuts  from  smiling,  vigorous  youth 
The  remnant  of  its  days. 

4  On  the  dark  mountain's  brow 
Your  feet  shall  quickly  slide  ; 

And  from  its  airy  summit  dash 
Your  momentary  pride. 

5  Give  glory  to  the  Lord, 
Who  rulesthe  rolling  sphere  ; 

Submissive  at  his  footstool  bow. 
And  seek  salvation  there. 

6  Then  shall  new  lustre  break 
Through  horror's  darkest  gloom, 

And  lead  you  to  unchanging  light 
In  a  celestial  home. 


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MORNING    AND    EVENING    WORSHIP. 

7s.  M.  1U4.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Safety  in  God.  — Morning  or  Evening. 

1  They  who  on  the  Lord  rely' 
Safely  dwell  though  danger  's  nigh ; 
Lo,  his  sheltering  wings  are  spread 
O'er  each  faithful  servant's  head. 

2  Vain  temptation's  wily  snare  ; 
Christians  are  Jehovah's  care  : 
Harmless  flies  the  shaft  by  day, 
Or  in  darkness  wings  its  way. 

3  When  they  wake,  or  when  they  sleep, 
Angel  guards  their  vigils  keep  ; 
Death  and  danger  may  be  near. 
Faith  and  love  have  naught  to  fear. 

L.  M.  105.  Keble. 

"Abide  with  us,  for  it  is  toward  evening." 

1  'T  IS  gone,  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze. 
Fast  fading  from  our  wistful  gaze  ; 
Yon  mantling  cloud  has  hid  from  sight 
The  last  faint  pulse  of  quivering  light. 

2  Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear ! 
It  is  not  night,  if  thou  be  near ; 

O  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes. 

y  When  the  soft  devv^s  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep. 
Be  my  last  thought,  how  sweet  to  rest 
For  ever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 


MORNING    AND    EVENING   WORSHIP. 

4  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live  ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

L.   M.  lOo.  COLLYER. 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

1  Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  I 
Slow  o'er  the  west  the  shadows  fly ; 
Swift  the  soft-stealing  hours  have  flown, 
And  night's  dark  mantle  veils  the  sky. 

2  Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  I 
Swept  from  the  records  of  the  year ; 
And  still,  w^ith  every  setting  sun, 
Life's  fading  visions  disappear. 

3  Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  ! 
But  soon  a  fairer  shall  arise ;  — 
A  day,  whose  never-setting  sun 

Shall  pour  his  light  o'er  cloudless  skies. 

4  Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  ! 
In  solemn  silence  rest,  my  soul. 
And  bow  before  His  awful  throne. 
Who  bids  the  morn  and  evening  roll. 

C.  M.  107.  Montgomery. 

Introduction  to  Evening  Worship. 

1   On  the  first  Christian  Sabbath  eve, 
When  his  disciples  met 
O'er  his  lost  fellowship  to  grieve. 
Nor  knew  the  Scripture  yet,  — 


MORNING    AND    EVENING  WORSHIP. 


2  Lo  !  in  their  midst  his  form  was  seen, 

The  form  in  which  he  died ; 
Their  Master's  marred  and  wounded  mien. 
His  hands,  his  feet,  his  side. 

3  Then  were  they  glad  their  Lord  to  know, 

And  hailed  him,  yet  with  fear  ;  — 
Jesus,  again  thy  presence  show ; 
Meet  thy  disciples  here. 

4  Be  in  our  midst ;  let  faith  rejoice 

Our  risen  Lord  to  view. 
And  make  om*  spirits  hear  thy  voice 
Say,  "  Peace  be  unto  you  !  " 

5  And  while  with  thee,  in  social  hours, 

We  commune  through  thy  word, 
May  our  hearts  burn,  and  all  our  powers 
Confess,   "  It  is  the  Lord." 


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PRAISE   AND   THANKSGIVING. 

L.  M.  108.  Browne. 

Praise  to  the  only  true  God.    Psalm  86. 

1  Eternal  God,  almighty  Cause 

Of  earth  and  seas  and  worlds  unknown  ; 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws  ; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  glorious  being  singly  stands, 
Of  all  within  itself  possessed  : 
Controlled  by  none  are  thy  commands  ; 
Thou  in  thyself  alone  art  blessed. 

3  Worship  to  thee  alone  belongs  ; 
Worship  to  thee  alone  we  give  ; 

Thine  be  our  hearts,  and  thine  our  songs, 
And  to  thy  glory  may  we  live. 

4  Lord,  spread  thy  name  through  heathen  lands ; 
Their  idol  deities  dethrone  ; 

Subdue  the  world  to  thy  commands. 
And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 

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7S.   M.  109.  CONDER. 

Blessed  bo  thy  Name. 

1  Blessed  be  for  evermore 

That  dread  Name  which  we  adore  I 
Round  the  world  his  praise  be  sung, 
Through  all  lands,  in  every  tongue. 

2  O'er  all  nations  God  alone, — 
Higher  than  the  heavens  his  throne ! 
Who  is  like  to  God  most  high, 
Infinite  in  majesty  ? 

3  Yet  to  view  the  heavens  he  bends  : 
Yea,  to  earth  he  condescends  ; 
Raising  up  the  poor  to  stand 
With  the  princes  of  the  land. 

4  He  the  broken  spirit  cheers  ; 
Turns  to  joy  the  mourner's  tears  ; 
Such  the  wonders  of  his  ways  ! 
Praise  his  name,  —  for  ever  praise. 

L.  M.  110.  Dtek. 

Hymn  to  the  Deity. 

1  Greatest  of  beings  !  Source  of  life, 
Sovereign  of  air,  and  earth,  and  sea ! 
All  nature  feels  thy  power,  and  all 
A  silent  homage ^pays  to  thee. 

2  Waked  by  thy  hand,  the  morning  sun 
Pours  forth  to  thee  its  earlier  rays, 
And  spreads  thy  glories  as  it  climbs. 
While  raptured  worlds  look  up  and  praise, 

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3  The  moon,  to  the  deep  shades  of  night, 
Speaks  the  mild  lustre  of  thy  name  ; 
While  all  the  stars  that  cheer  the  scene 
Thee,  the  great  Lord  of  light,  proclaim. 

4  And  groves,  and  vales,  and  rocks,  and  hills, 
And  every  flower,  and  every  tree. 

Ten  thousand  creatures  warm  with  life. 
Have  each  a  grateful  song  for  thee. 

5  But  man  was  formed  to  rise  to  heaven  ; 
And,  blest  with  reason's  clearer  light, 
He  views  his  Maker  through  his  works, 
And  glows  with  rapture  at  the  sight. 

6  Nor  can  the  thousand  songs  that  rise, 
Whether  from  air,  or  earth,  or  sea, 
So  well  repeat  Jehovah's  praise. 

Or  raise  such  sacred  harmony. 

7s.  M.  111.  Sandys. 

Harmony  of  Praise. 

1  Thou  who  dwell'st  enthroned  above  ! 
Thou,  in  whom  we  live  and  move ! 
Thou  who  art  most  great,  most  high ! 
God  from  all  eternity  ! 

2  O  how  sweet,  how  excellent, 

'T  is  when  tongues  and  hearts  consent, 
Grateful  hearts  and  joyful  tongues, 
Hymning  thee  in  tuneful  songs  I 

3  When  the  morning  paints  the  skies, 
When  the  stars  of  evening  rise. 
We  thy  praises  will  record, 
Sovereign  Ruler,  mighty  Lord  I 


PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

4  Decks  the  spring  with  flowers  the  field  ? 
Harvest  rich  doth  autumn  yield  ? 
Giver  of  all  good  below  ! 

Lord,  from  thee  these  blessings  flow. 

5  Sovereign  Ruler  !  m.ighty  Lord  ! 
We  thy  praises  will  record  : 
Giver  of  these  blessings  !  we 
Pour  the  grateful  song  to  thee. 

S.  M.  112.  Watts. 

Sincere  Praise. 

1  Almighty  Maker,  God  ! 
How  wondrous  is  thy  name  I 

Thy  glories  how  diflused  abroad 
Through  the  creation's  frame  ! 

2  Nature  in  every  dress 
Her  humble  homage  pays. 

And  finds  a  thousand  ways  to  express 
Thine  undissembled  praise. 

3  In  native  white  and  red 
The  rose  and  lily  stand. 

And  free  from  pride  their  beauties  spread, 
To  show  thy  skilful  hand. 

4  The  lark  mounts  up  the  sky, 
With  unambitious  song. 

And  bears  her  Maker's  praise  on  high, 
Upon  her  artless  tongue. 

5  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 
To  her  Creator  too  ; 

Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  worship  due. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

6     In  joy,  then,  let  me  spend 
The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
And  to  my  God  my  soul  ascend, 
In  sweet  perfume  of  praise. 

10  &  lis.  M.  llo.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Adoring  Praise.     Psalm  104. 

1  O  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  his  greatness  proclaim  ; 
Jehovah,  om*  God,  how  awful  thy  name ! 
How  vast  is  thy  power,  thy  glory  how  great ; 
Lo,  myriads  of  spirits  thy  mandates  await ! 

2  Thy  canopy  's  heaven,  in  splendor  so  bright ; 
Thy  chariot  the  clouds,  thy  garment  the  light ; 
The  works  of  creation  thy  bidding  perform  ; 
Thou  ridest  the  whirlwind,  directest  the  storm. 

3  What  wisdom  is  shown,  what  power  displayed, 
In  all  that  thy  hand  hath  fashioned  and  made  I 
The  earth  full  of  riches,  in  beauty  complete  ; 
The  fathomless  ocean,  with  wonders  replete. 

4  O  thou,  our  gi-eat  God,  Redeemer  and  King, 
With  hearts  full  of  love,  to  thee  will  we  sing ; 
To  life's  latest  moment  our  voices  we  '11  raise, 
And  join  the  full  chorus  of  blessing  and  praise. 

L.  M.  114.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Mercy  of  God.    Psalm  103. 

1  My  soul,  inspired  with  sacred  love, 
God's  holy  name  for  ever  bless  ; 
Of  all  his  favors  mindful  prove, 
And  still  thy  grateful  thanks  express. 

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2  The  Lord  abounds  with  tender  love, 
And  unexampled  acts  of  grace  : 

His  wakened  wrath  doth  slowly  move, 
His  willing  mercy  flows  apace. 

3  God  will  not  always  harshly  chide, 
But  with  his  anger  quickly  part ; 
And  loves  his  punishments  to  guide, 
More  by  his  love  than  our  desert. 

4  As  high  as  heaven  its  arch  extends 
Above  this  little  spot  of  clay  ; 

So  much  his  boundless  love  transcends 
The  small  respects  that  we  can  pay. 

5  As  far  as  't  is  from  east  to  west. 
So  far  has  he  our  sins  removed. 
Who,  with  a  father's  tender  breast. 
Has  such  as  feared  him  always  loved. 

L.  M.  115.  Mrs.  Opie. 

Praise  of  God  peculiarly  due  from  Man. 

1  There  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale, 
A  tongue  in  every  opening  flower. 
Which  tells,  O  Lord !  the  wondrous  tale 
Of  thy  indulgence,  love,  and  power. 

2  The  birds  that  rise  on  soaring  wing 
Appear  to  hymn  their  Maker's  praise. 
And  all  the  mingling  sounds  of  spring 
To  thee  a  general  paean  raise. 

3  And  shall  my  voice.  Great  God,  alone 
Be  mute  'midst  nature's  loud  acclaim  ? 
O  let  my  heart  with  answering  tone 
Breathe  forth  in  praise  thy  holy  name. 


PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

4  And  nature's  debt  is  small  to  mine ; 
Thou  bad'st  her  being  bounded  be  ; 
;But  —  matchless  proof  of  love  divine  — 
Thou  gav'st  immortal  life  to  me. 

8s.  M.  116.  Hogg. 

Praise  to  the  God  of  Nature. 

1  Blessed  be  Thy  name  for  ever, 
Thou  of  life  the  Guard  and  Giver ! 
Thou  who  slumberest  not  nor  sleepest, 
Blest  are  they  thou  kindly  keepest ! 
God  of  stillness  and  of  motion, 

Of  the  rainbow  and  the  ocean. 
Of  the  mountain,  rock,  and  river, 
Blessed  be  thy  name  for  ever ! 

2  God  of  evening's  peaceful  ray ! 
God  of  every  dawning  day, 
Rising  from  the  distant  sea 
Breathing  of  eternity ! 

Thine  the  flaming  sphere  of  light. 
Thine  the  darkness  of  the  night ! 
God  of  life,  that  fade  shall  never, 
Glory  to  thy  name  for  ever ! 

L.  M.  117.  Doddridge. 

Perpetual  Praise. 

1  God  of  my  life  !  through  all  its  days 

My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  thy  praise  ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light. 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest. 
And  griefs  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast. 
Thy  tuneful  praises  raised  on  high 

Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 


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3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  its  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But  oh  !  when  that  last  conflict 's  o'er. 
And  I  am  chained  to  flesh  no  more, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies  I 

5  Soon  shall  1  learn  the  exalted  strains 
Which  echo  o'er  the  heavenly  plains. 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 

The  glowing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 

H.  M.  118.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Praise  to  the  Creator  and  Preserver.    Psalm  136. 

J      To  God  the  mighty  Lord, 
Your  joyful  thanks  repeat ; 
To  him  due  praise  afford. 
As  good  as  he  is  great. 
For  God  does  prove     His  boundless  love 
Our  constant  friend,     Shall  never  end. 

2     By  his  almighty  hand 

Amazing  works  are  wrought  ; 
The  heavens  by  his  command 
Were  to  perfection  brought. 
For  God  does  prove     His  boundless  love 
Our  constant  friend.     Shall  never  end. 

•3     He  does  the  food  supply 

On  which  all  creatures  live  ; 
To  God,  who  reigns  on  high. 
Eternal  praises  give. 
For  God  will  prove      His  boundless  love 
Our  constant  friend.     Shall  never  end. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

L.  M.  119.  Doddridge. 

Gratitude  to  God  for  Innumerable  Mercies. 

1  In  glad  amazement,  Lord,  I  stand, 
Amidst  the  bounties  of  thy  hand  ; 
How  numberless  these  bounties  are, 
How  rich,  how  various,  and  how  fair  I 

2  But  O  what  poor  returns  I  make  ! 
What  lifeless  thanks  I  pay  thee  back ! 
Lord,  I  confess,  with  humble  shame, 
My  offerings  scarce  deserve  the  name. 

3  Fain  would  my  laboring  heart  devise 
To  bring  some  nobler  sacrifice  ; 

It  sinks  beneath  the  mighty  load  : 
"What  shall  I  render  to  my  God  ? 

4  In  deep  abasement.  Lord,  I  see 
My  emptiness  and  poverty  : 
Enrich  my  soul  with  grace  divine, 
And  make  it  worthier  to  be  thine. 

5  Give  me  at  length  an  angel's  tongue, 
That  heaven  may  echo  with  my  song ; 
The  theme,  too  gi-eat  for  time,  shall  be 
My  joy  throughout  eternity. 

H.  M.  120.  Watts. 

Praise  to  the  King  of  Glory. 

1     The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  ; 

His  throne  is  built  on  high  ; 
The  garments  he  assumes 
Are  light  and  majesty  : 
His  glories  shine  No  mortal  eye 

"With  beams  so  bright,  Can  bear  the  sight. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 

Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe, 
His  power  and  justice  stand 

To  guard  his  holy  law : 
And  where  his  love      His  truth  confirms 
Resolves  to  bless,  And  seals  the  grace. 

3  And  can  this  mighty  King 

Of  glory  condescend  ? 
And  will  he  write  his  name 

My  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 
I  love  his  name.  Join  all  my  powers 

I  love  his  word  :  And  praise  the  Lord. 

S.  M.  121.  Mrs.  Steele, 

Hymn  of  Gratitude. 

1  My  Maker  and  my  King, 
To  thee  my  all  I  owe  ; 

Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring 
From  whence  my  blessings  flow. 

2  Thou,  ever  good  and  kind, 
A  thousand  reasons  move, 

A  thousand  obligations  bind 
My  heart  to  grateful  love. 

3  The  creature  of  thy  hand. 
On  thee  alone  I  live  ; 

My  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  life  can  give. 

4  O  what  can  I  impart. 
When  all  is  thine  before  ? 

Thy  love  demands  a  Ihankful  heart; 
The  gift,  alas,  how  poor  I 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

5     O,  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine  ; 
Let  all  my  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  my  days  be  thine. 

C.  M.  122.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Praising  God  in  all  Changes.    Psalm  34. 

1  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

In  trouble  and  in  joy. 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all  who  are  distrest 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just ; 
Deliverance  he  affords  to  all 
Who  on  his  succor  trust. 

4  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love,  — 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

5  Fear  him,  ye  saints ;  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear  : 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight,  — 
He  '11  make  your  wants  his  care. 


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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

S.  M.  123.  Watts. 

Praise  for  Preserving  Grace. 

1  To  Gocl  the  only  wise, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 

Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'T  is  his  almighty  love, 
His  counsel  and  his  care, 

Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death. 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls 
Unblemished  and  complete, 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace. 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer,  God, 
Wisdom  and  power  belong. 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty 
And  everlasting  song. 

7s.  M.  124.  Milton 

Joyful  Praise. 

1  Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind. 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 


PRAISE    AND   THANKSGIVING. 

2  Let  US  sound  his  name  abroad, 
For  of  gods  he  is  the  God, 
Who  by  wisdom  did  create 
Heaven's  expanse  and  all  its  state  ; 

3  Did  the  solid  earth  ordain 
How  to  rise  above  the  main  : 
Who,  by  his  commanding  might. 
Filled  the  new-made  world  with  light ; 

4  Caused  the  golden-tressed  sun 
All  the  day  his  course  to  run ; 
And  the  moon  to  shine  by  night, 
'Mid  her  spangled  sisters  bright. 

5  All  his  creatures  God  doth  feed. 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need  ; 
Let  us,  therefore,  warble  forth 
His  high  majesty  and  worth. 

7s.  M.  l^O.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

Praise  to  God  always,  for  all  Things. 

1  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise. 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days  : 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy. 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ  I 

2  All  that  spring  with  bounteous  hand 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land ; 

All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'erflowing  stores  ;  — 

3  These  to  thee,  our  God !  we  owe. 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow ; 
And  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

4  Yet  should  risincf  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  stem  the  ripening  ear  ; 
Should  the  fig-tree's  blasted  shoot 
Drop  her  green,  untimely  fruit ; 

5  Should  thine  altered  hand  restrain 
The  early  and  the  latter  rain, 
Blast  each  opening  bud  of  joy, 
And  the  rising  year  destroy  ;  — 

6  Still  to  thee  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise  ; 
And,  when  every  blessing  's  flown. 
Love  thee  —  for  thyself  alone. 

L.   M.  126.  BOWKING. 

Praise  at  Morning,  Noon,  and  Niglit. 

1  When,  wakened  by  thy  voice  of  power. 
The  hour  of  morning  beams  in  light. 
My  voice  shall  sing  that  morning  hour, 
And  thee,  who  mad'st  that  hour  so  bright. 

2  The  morning  strengthens  into  noon  ; 
Earth's  fairest  beauties  shine  more  fair ; 
And  noon  and  morning  shall  attune 
My  grateful  heart  to  praise  and  prayer. 

3  When,  'neath  the  evening  western  gate. 
The  sun's  retiring  rays  are  hid. 

My  joy  shall  be  to  meditate, 
E'en  as  the  pious  patriarch  did. 

4  As  twilight  wears  a  darker  hue. 
And  gathering  night  creation  dims, 
The  twilight  and  the  midnight  too 
Shall  have  their  harmonies  and  hymns. 


PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

5  So  shall  sweet  thoughts,  and  thoughts  sublime, 
My  constant  inspirations  be  ; 
And  every  shifting  scene  of  time 
Reflect,  my  God,  a  light  from  thee. 

C.  M.  ±2>t,  Doddridge. 

The  Divine  Bounty  inspiring  Gratitude. 

1  Our  souls  with  pleasing  wonder  view 

The  bounties  of  Thy  grace,  — 
How  much  bestowed,  how  much  reserved 
For  them  that  seek  thy  face! 

2  Thy  liberal  hand  with  worldly  bliss 

Oft  makes  their  cup  run  o'er ; 
And  in  the  covenant  of  thy  love 
They  find  diviner  store. 

3  Thine  eyes  shall  read  those  grateful  thoughts 

No  language  can  express  ; 
Yet  when  our  liveliest  thanks  we  pay, 
Our  debts  do  most  increase. 

4  Since  time 's  too  short,  all-gi*acious  God, 

To  utter  half  thy  praise. 
Loud  to  the  honor  of  thy  name 
Eternal  hymns  we  '11  raise 

C.  P.  M.  128.  H.  Moore. 

Praise  for  God's  Love. 

I   My  God  !  thy  boundless  love  I  praise  : 
How  bright  on  high  its  glories  blaze. 

How  sweetly  bloom  below  ! 
It  streams  from  thine  eternal  throne  ; 
Through  heaven  its  joys  for  ever  run, 

And  o'er  the  earth  they  flow. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

'T  is  love  that  paints  the  purple  morn, 
And  bids  the  clouds,  in  air  upborne, 

Their  genial  drops  distil ; 
In  every  vernal  beam  it  glows, 
And  breathes  in  every  gale  that  blows. 

And  glides  in  every  rill. 

It  robes  in  cheerful  green  the  ground. 
And  pours  its  flowery  beauties  round. 

Whose  sweets  perfume  the  gale  : 
Its  bounties  richly  spread  the  plain 
With  blushing  fruit,  and  golden  grain. 

And  smile  on  every  vale. 

But  in  thy  word  I  see  it  shine 
With  grace  and  glories  more  divine, 

Proclaiming  sins  forgiven  ; 
There  Faith,  bright  cherub,  points  the  way 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day. 

And  opens  all  her  heaven. 

Then  let  the  love  that  makes  me  blessed 
With  cheerful  praise  inspire  my  breast. 

And  ardent  gratitude ; 
And  all  my  thoughts  and  passions  tend 
To  thee,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 

My  soul's  eternal  good. 

H.  M.  129.  Tate  &  Brady. 

TJniTersal  Praise. 

1     Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy. 
Exalt  your  Maker's  fame ; 
His  praise  your  song  employ 
Above  the  starry  frame  ; 
Your  voices  raise.        And  seraphim. 
Ye  cherubim  To  sing  his  praise. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

2  Thou  moon,  that  rul'st  the  night, 

And  sun,  that  guid'st  the  day, 
Ye  glittering  stars  of  light. 

To  him  your  homage  pay. 
His  praise  declare,       And  clouds  that  move 
Ye  heavens  above,       In  liquid  air. 

3  Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 

And  praise  his  holy  name, 
By  whose  almighty  word 

They  all  from  nothing  came. 
And  all  shall  last         His  firm  decree 
From  changes  free  :     Stands  ever  fast. 

4  United  zeal  be  shown. 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raise, 
Whose  glorious  name  alone 

Deserves  our  endless  praise. 
Earth's  utmost  ends    His  glorious  sway 
His  power  obey  :  The  sky  transcends. '" 

S.  M,  1%jU.  Montgomery. 

Bless  the  Lord  for  his  Mercies.        Psahn  103. 

1  O  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul! 
His  grace  to  thee  proclaim  ; 

And  all  that  is  within  me  join 
To  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
His  mercies  bear  in  mind ; 

Forget  not  all  his  benefits  : 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

3  He  pardons  all  thy  sins. 
Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath ; 

He  healeth  thine  infirmities. 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

4  He  clothes  thee  with  his  love, 
Upholds  thee  with  his  truth, 

And,  like  the  eagle,  he  renews 
The  vigor  of  thy  youth. 

5  Then  bless  his  holy  name 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole  ; 
Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days 
O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

7s.    M.  XoX,  MONTGOMERT. 

Glory  to  God  iu  the  Iligliest. 

1  Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang. 
Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang. 
When  Jehovah's  work  begun, 
When  he  spake,  and  it  was  done. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn. 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born  ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away,  — 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day ; 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth,— 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  bu'th. 

4  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice ; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love. 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

5  Borne  upon  the  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death  ; 
Then,  amidst  eternal  joy. 

Songs  of  praise  our  powers  employ. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

8  &  7s.  M.  132.  Dublin  Col. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

1  Praise  the  Lord !  ye  heavens,  adore  him  ; 

Praise  him,  angels  in  the  height ; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken  ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed  ; 
Laws  which  never  can  be  broken 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious  ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious, 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation ; 

Hosts  on  high  his  power  proclaim ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Praise  and  magnify  his  name ! 

C.  P.  M.  133.  Rev.  J.  Ogilvie. 

Praise  to  God  from  all  his  Works. 

1  Begin,  my  soul,  the  exalted  lay ; 
Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 

And  praise  the  Almighty's  name. 
Lo,  heaven  and  earth,  and  seas  and  skies. 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise. 

To  swell  the  inspiring  theme. 

2  Thou  heaven  of  heavens,  his  vast  abode. 
Ye  clouds,  proclaim  your  Maker,  God ; 

Ye  thunders,  speak  his  power. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

Lo,  on  the  lightning's  fiery  wings 
In  triumph  rides  the  King  of  kings  : 
The  astonished  worlds  adore. 

Ye  deeps,  with  roaring  billows  rise 
To  join  the  thunders  of  the  skies,  — 

Praise  Him  who  bids  you  roll. 
His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare. 
Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air. 

And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 

Let  man,  by  nobler  passions  swayed, 
The  feeling  heart,  the  reasoning  head, 

In  heavenly  praise  employ  : 
Spread  the  Creator's  name  around. 
Till  heaven's  wide  arch  repeat  the  sound. 

The  general  burst  of  joy. 

C.  M.  134.  Anonymous. 

Silent  Worship. 

1  Unheard  the  dews  around  me  fall, 

And  heavenly  influence  shed  ; 
And,  silent  on  this  earthly  ball. 
Celestial  footsteps  tread. 

2  Night  reigns  in  silence  o'er  the  pole, 

And  spreads  her  gems  unheard ; 
Her  lessons  penetrate  the  soul, 
Yet  borrow  not  a  word. 

3  Noiseless  the  sun  emits  his  fire. 

And  pours  his  golden  streams  ; 
And  silently  the  shades  retire 
Before  his  rising  beams. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

4  O,  grant  my  soul  an  ear  to  hear 
Thy  deep  and  silent  voice ; 
To  bend  in  lowly,  filial  fear, 
And  in  thy  love  rejoice. 

6  &  4s.  M.  LSd.  Sacked  Ltbics. 

A  Psalm  of  Praise. 

1  Praise  ye  Jehovah's  name  ; 
Praise  through  his  courts  proclaim; 

Rise  and  adore. 
High  o'er  the  heavens  above 
Sound  his  great  acts  of  love, 
While  his  rich  grace  we  prove, 

Vast  as  his  power. 

2  Now  let  the  trumpet  raise 
Triumphant  sounds  of  praise. 

Wide  as  his  fame ! 
There  let  the  harp  be  found  : 
Organs,  with  solemn  sound, 
Roll  your  deep  notes  around. 

Filled  with  his  name. 

3  While  his  high  praise  ye  sing. 
Shake  every  sounding  string  : 

Sweet  the  accord ! 
He  vital  breath  bestows  ; 
Let  every  breath  that  flows 
His  noblest  fame  disclose  : 

Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

H.  M.  136.  Watts. 

Thanksgiving. 

Give  thanks  to  God  most  high. 
The  universal  Lord ; 

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PRAISE   AND    THANKSGIVING. 

The  sovereign  King  of  kings  ; 
And  be  his  grace  adored. 
His  power  and  grace     And  let  his  name 
Are  still  the  same ;         Have  endless  praise. 

2  How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 

What  wonders  hath  he  done ! 
He  formed  the  earth  and  seas, 

And  spread  the  heavens  alone. 
Thy  mercy,  Lord,  And  ever  sure 

Shall  still  endure  ;  Abides  thy  word. 

3  He  sent  his  only  Son 

To  save  us  from  our  woe, 
From  darkness,  sin,  and  death. 
And  every  hurtful  foe. 
His  power  and  grace     And  let  his  name 
Ai*e  still  the  same ;         Have  endless  praise. 

4  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 

To  God  the  Heavenly  King ; 
And  let  the  spacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  sing. 
Thy  mercy.  Lord,  And  ever  sure 

Shall  still  endrire  ;  Abides  thy  word. 


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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OP 

GOD. 

L.  M.  137.  Walker's  Col. 

God  Self-existent. 

1  ALL-powerfal,  self-existent  God, 
Who  all  creation  dost  sustain ! 
Thou  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come, 
And  everlasting  is  thy  reign. 

2  Fixed  and  eternal  as  thy  days. 
Each  glorious  attribute  divine, 
Through  ages  infinite  shall  still 
With  undiminished  lustre  shine. 

3  Fountain  of  being  I     Source  of  good ! 
Immutable  thou  dost  remain  ! 

Nor  can  the  shadow  of  a  change 
Obscure  the  glories  of  thy  reign. 

4  Earth  may  with  all  her  powers  dissolve, 
If  such  the  great  Creator's  will ; 

But  thou  for  ever  art  the  same. 
I  AM  is  thy  memorial  still. 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    TROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

L.  M.  loo.        Spirit  or  the  Psalms. 

Eternity  of  God.    Psalm  90. 

1  Ere  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime, 
Or  the  fair  earth  in  order  stood, 

Before  the  birth  of  ancient  time, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

2  A  thousand  ages  in  their  flight, 
With  thee  are  as  a  fleeting  day  ; 
Past,  present,  future,  to  thy  sight 
At  once  their  N^arious  scenes  display. 

3  But  our  brief  life  's  a  shadowy  dream, 
A  passing  thought,  that  soon  is  o'er. 
That  fades  with  morning's  earliest  beam, 
And  fills  the  musing  mind  no  more. 

4  To  us,  O  Lord,  the  wisdom  give 
So  every  precious  hour  to  spend. 
That  we  at  length  with  thee  may  live, 
Where  life  and  bliss  shall  never  end. 

C.    M.  139.  CONDER. 

"WTiere  is  God? 

1  Beyond,  beyond  that  boundless  sea, 

Above  that  dome  of  sky, 
Farther  than  thought  itself  can  flee. 

Thy  dwelling  is  on  high  ; 
Yet  dear  the  awful  thought  to  me. 

That  thou,  my  God  !  art  nigh. 

2  We  hear  thy  voice  when  thunders  roll 

Through  the  wide  fields  of  air  ; 
The  waves  obey  thy  dread  control : 
Yet  still  thou  art  not  there. 

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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

Where  shall  I  find  Him,  O  my  soul, 
Who  yet  is  everywhere  ? 

3  O  not  in  circling  depth,  or  height, 

But  in  the  conscious  breast. 
Present  to  faith,  though  veiled  from  sight, 

There  does  his  spirit  rest. 
O  come,  thou  Presence  Infinite, 

And  make  thy  creatures  blest ! 

L.  M.  140.  Sterling. 

The  LoTe  of  God. 

1  O  Source  divine,  and  Life  of  all. 
The  Fount  of  being's  wondrous  sea  ! 
Thy  depth  would  every  heart  appall, 
That  saw  not  Love  supreme  in  thee. 

2  We  shrink  before  thy  vast  abyss, 

Where  worlds  on  worlds  unnumbered  brood ; 
We  know  thee  truly  but  in  this, 
That  thou  bestowest  all  our  good. 

3  And  so,  'mid  boundless  time  and  space, 
O,  grant  us  still  in  thee  to  dwell. 

And  through  the  ceaseless  web  to  trace 
Thy  presence  working  all  things  well ! 

4  Nor  let  thou  life's  delightful  play 
Thy  truth's  transcendent  vision  hide ; 
Nor  strength  and  gladness  lead  astray 
From  thee,  our  nature's  only  guide. 

5  Bestow  on  every  joyous  thrill 
A  deeper  tone  of  reverent  awe  ; 
Make  pure  thy  children's  erring  will. 
And  teach  their  hearts  to  love  thy  law ! 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    TROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

C.  M.  141.  Watts. 

Creating  Wisdom. 

1  Eternal  Wisdom!  thee  we  praise; 

Thee  the  creation  sings  ; 
With  thy  loud  name  rocks,  hills,  and  seas. 
And  heavens  high  palace,  rings. 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold ! 
Tinged  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye. 
And  starred  with  sparkling  gold  ! 

3  The  noisy  winds  stand  ready  there 

Thy  orders  to  obey  ; 
With  sounding  wings  they  sweep  the  air. 
To  make  thy  chariot  way. 

4  There,  like  a  trumpet  loud  and  strong. 

Thy  thunder  shakes  our  coast, 
While  the  red  lightnings  wave  along,  — 
The  banners  of  thine  host. 

5  The  rolling  mountains  of  the  deep 

Observe  thy  strong  command  ; 
Thy  breath  can  raise  the  billows  steep. 
Or  sink  them  to  the  sand. 

6  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round. 

And  strike  the  gazing  sight. 
Through  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground. 
With  terror  and  delisfht. 


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Infinite  strength  and  equal  skill 
Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad, 

Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill. 
And  speak  the  builder  God. 


PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

C.  M.  142.  Sterkhold. 

The  Majesty  of  God.    Psalm  18. 

1  The  Lord  descended  from  above, 

And  bowed  the  heavens  most  high  ; 
And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
The  darkness  of  the  sky. 

2  On  cherub  and  on  cherubim 

Full  royally  he  rode ; 
And  on  the  wings  of  mighty  winds 
Came  flying  all  abroad. 

3  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 

Their  fury  to  restrain  ; 
And  he  as  sovereign  Lord  and  King 
For  evermore  shall  reign. 

C.  M.  143.  Fawcett. 

The  Ways  of  God  inscrutable. 

1  Thy  way,  O  God  !  is  in  the  sea  ; 

Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace, 
Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 
Of  thine  unbounded  grace. 

2  Here  the  dark  veils  of  flesh  and  sense 

My  captive  soul  surround ; 
Mysterious  deeps  of  providence 
My  inward  thoughts  confound. 

3  As,  through  a  glass,  I  dimly  see 

The  wonders  of  thy  love. 
How  little  do  I  know  of  thee. 
Or  of  the  joys  above  ! 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PllOVIDEr-'CK    OF   GOD. 

4  Though  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will, 

1  bless  thee  for  the  siijht : 
Soon  will  thy  love  the  whole  reveal 
In  glory's  clearer  light. 

5  In  rapture  shall  I  then  survey 

Thy  providence  and  grace  ; 

And  spend  an  everlasting  day 

In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

L.  M.  144.  Watts. 

God  Omnii>resent. 

1  WiTHiiN  thy  circling  power  I  stand  ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand  : 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

2  Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great ! 
What  large  extent !  what  lofty  height  I 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

3  O  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ; 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 


C.  M.  145.  Watts. 

Power  and  Majesty  of  God.    Psalui  89. 

I  With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear. 
And  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

2  How  terrible  thy  glories  be  I 

How  bris^ht  thine  armies  shine  ! 
Where  is  the  power  that  vies  with  thee  ? 
Or  truth  compared  with  thine  ? 

3  The  northern  pole  and  southern  rest 

On  thy  supporting  hand  ; 
Darkness  and  day  from  east  to  west 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  control, 

And  rule  the  boisterous  deep  ; 
Thou  mak'st  the  sleeping  biUows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  sleep. 

5  Justice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne. 

Yet  wondrous  is  thy  grace  ; 
While  truth  and  mercy,  joined  in  one, 
Invite  us  near  thy  face. 

C.  M.  146.  Watts. 

The  Omniscience  of  God.     Psalm  139. 

1  Lord,  thou,  with  an  unerring  beam, 

Surveyest  all  my  powers  ; 
My  rising  steps  are  watched  by  thee  ; 
By  thee,  my  resting  hours. 

2  My  thoughts,  scarce  struggling  into  birth. 

Great  God,  are  known  to  thee  ; 
Abroad,  at  home,  still  I  'm  inclosed 
With  thine  immensity. 

3  To  thee  the  labyrinths  of  my  life 

In  open  view  appear ; 
Nor  steals  a  whisper  from  my  lips 
Without  thy  listening  ear. 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    IMIOVIDENCE    OF   GOD. 

4  Behind  I  glance,  and  thou  art  there, 

Before  nie  shines  thy  name  ; 
And  't  is  thy  strong,  almighty  hand 
Sustains  my  tender  frame. 

5  Such  knowledge  mocks  the  vain  essays 

Of  my  astonished  mind  ; 
Nor  can  my  reason's  soaring  eye 
Its  towering  summit  find. 

C.  M.  147.  Watts. 

The  Omnipresence  of  God.    Psalm  139. 

1  Where  from  thy  Spirit  shall  I  stretch 

The  pinions  of  my  flight  ? 
Or  where,  through  nature's  spacious  range. 
Shall  I  elude  thy  sight  ? 

2  Scaled  I  the  skies,  the  blaze  divine 

Would  overwhelm  my  soul : 
Plunged  I  to  hell,  there  should  I  hear 
Thine  awful  thunders  roll. 

3  If  on  a  morning's  darting  ray 

With  matchless  speed  I  rode. 
And  flew  to  the  wild,  lonely  shore. 
That  bounds  the  ocean's  flood, — 

4  Thither  thine  hand,  all-present  God  ! 

Must  guide  the  wondrous  way. 
And  thine  Omnipotence  support 
The  fabric  of  my  clay. 

5  Should  I  involve  myself  around 

With  clouds  of  tenfold  night. 
The  clouds  would  shin.e  like  blazing  noon 
Before  thy  piercing  sight. 

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PERFECTIONS   AND   PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

6  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 
Are  both  alike  to  thee  ; 
O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  Power 
From  which  I  cannot  flee. 

L.  M.  148.  Mrs.  Steele. 

God  revealed  in  Nature. 

There  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks. 
Through  earth,  and  air,  and  seas,  and  skies 
See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks. 
When  the  first  beams  of  morning  rise. 

2  The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright. 

O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame 
Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light. 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 

3  For  man  and  beast,  here  daily  food 
In  wide,  diffusive  plenty  grows  ; 
And  there^  for  drink,  the  crystal  flood 
In  streams  sweet  winding  gently  flows. 

4  The  flowery  tribes  all  blooming  rise 
Above  the  faint  attempts  of  art ; 
Their  bright,  inimitable  dyes 
Speak  sweet  conviction  to  the  heart. 

5  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 
.  And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er. 

Confess  the  footsteps  of  the  God, 
And  bow  before  him,  and  adore. 


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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF   GOD. 

L.    M.  149.  W.   B.   0.   rEABODT. 

The  Sacrod  Lessons  of  Nature. 

1  God  of  the  rolling  orbs  above ! 
Thy  name  is  written  clearly  bright 
In  the  warm  day's  unvarying  blaze, 
Or  evening's  golden  shower  of  light : 
For  every  fire  that  fronts  the  sun, 
And  every  spark  that  walks  alone 
Around  the  utmost  verge  of  heaven. 
Were  kindled  at  thy  burning  throne. 

2  God  of  the  world!   the  hour  must  come, 
And  nature's  self  to  dust  return ; 

Her  crumbling  altars  must  decay ; 
Her  incense-fires  shall  cease  to  burn  : 
But  still  her  grand  and  lovely  scenes 
Have  made  man's  warmest  praises  flow, 
For  hearts  grow  holier  as  they  trace 
The  beauty  of  the  world  below. 

L.  M.  loO.  Doddridge. 

ProTidential  Bounties  improved. 

1  Father  of  lights  !  we  sing  thy  name, 
Who  kindlest  up  the  lamp  of  day ; 
Wide  as  he  spreads  his  golden  flame. 
His  beams  thy  power  and  love  display. 

2  Fountain  of  good !  from  thee  proceed 
The  copious  drops  of  genial  rain, 

Which  o'er  the  hill,  and  through  the  mead. 
Revive  the  grass,  and  swell  the  grain. 

3  Through  the  wide  world  thy  bounties  spread  ; 
Yet  millions  of  thy  guilty  race. 

Though  by  thy  daily  bounty  fed, 
Aftront  thy  law,  and  spurn  thy  grace. 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF   GOD. 

4  Not  SO  may  our  forgetful  hearts 
O'erlook  the  tokens  of  thy  care  ; 
But  what  thy  liberal  hand  imparts 
Still  own  in  praise,  still  ask  in  prayer. 

5  So  shall  our  suns  more  gi'ateful  shine, 
And  showers  in  sweeter  drops  shall  fall, 
When  all  our  hearts  and  lives  are  thine, 
And  thou,  O  God!  enjoyed  in  all. 

L.  M.  151.  T.  MooKE. 

God's  Glories  everywhere. 

1  Thou  art,  O  God,  the  life  and  light 
Of  all  this  wondrous  world  we  see  ! 
Its  glow  by  day,  its  smile  by  night, 
Ai'e  but  rejections  caught  from  thee  ; 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine. 
And  all  things  fau'  and  bright  are  thine. 

2  When  day,  with  farewell  beam,  delays 
Among  the  opening  clouds  of  even. 
And  we  can  almost  think  we  gaze, 
Through  opening  vistas,  into  heaven,  — 
Those  hues  that  mark  the  sun's  decline. 
So  soft,  so  radiant,  Lord,  are  thine. 

3  When  night,  with  wings  of  starry  gloom, 
O'ershadows  all  the  earth  and  skies. 

Like  some  dark,  beauteous  bird,  whose  plume 
Is  sparkling  with  unnumbered  eyes,  — 
That  sacred  gloom,  those  fires  divine. 
So  grand,  so  countless.  Lord,  are  thine. 

4  When  youthful  Spring  around  us  breathes^ 
Thy  spirit  warms  her  fragrant  sigh  ; 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

And  every  flower  that  Summer  wreathes 
Is  born  beneath  thy  kindling  eye  : 
Where'er  we  tm-n,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 

C.  M.  LO^.  Steele. 

The  Blessings  of  Providence  and  Grace.    Psalm  139. 

1  Almighty  Father,  gracious  Lord, 

Kind  guardian  of  my  days ! 

Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record 

In  songs  of  gTateful  praise. 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame 

Was  thy  indulgent  care, 
Long  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  name. 
Or  breathe  the  infant  prayer. 

3  Around  my  path  what  dangers  rose  ; 

What  snares  spread  all  my  road ! 
No  power  could  guard  me  from  my  foes, 
But  my  preserver,  God. 

4  How  many  blessings  round  me  shone. 

Where'er  I  turn'd  my  eye  ! 
How  many  passed  almost  unknown. 
Or  unregarded  by ! 

5  Each  rolling  year  new  favors  brought 

From  thy  exhaustless  store ; 
But,  ah  !  in  vain  my  laboring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

6  While  sweet  reflection  through  my  days 

Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace. 
Still  dearer  blessings  claim  my  praise. 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF   GOD. 

L.  M.  jLOt5.  Doddridge. 

God  the  Eternal  Dwelling-place.     Psabn  90. 

1  Thou,  Lord,  through  every  changing  scene, 
Hast  to  thy  saints  a  refuge  been  ; 
Through  every  age.  Eternal  God, 

Their  pleasing  home,  their  safe  abode. 

2  In  thee  our  fathers  sought  their  rest, 
In  thee  our  fathers  still  are  blest ; 

And  while  the  tomb  confines  their  dust. 
In  thee  their  souls  abide  and  trust. 

3  Lo,  we  are  risen,  a  feeble  race, 
Awhile  to  fill  our  fathers'  place ; 
Our  helpless  state  with  pity  view. 
And  let  us  share  their  refuge  too. 

4  Through  all  the  thorny  paths  we  trace 
In  this  uncertain  wilderness. 

When  friends  desert,  and  foes  invade. 
Revive  our  heart,  and  guard  our  head. 

5  So  when  this  pilgrimage  is  o'er, 
And  we  must  dwell  in  flesh  no  more. 
To  thee  our  separate  souls  shall  come, 
And  find  in  thee  a  surer  home. 

6  To  thee  our  infant  race  we  leave  ; 
Them  may  their  fathers'  God  receive  ; 
That  voices  yet  unformed  may  raise 
Succeeding  hymns  of  humble  praise. 


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a  M.  154.  J.  Taylor. 

Trust  in  God  through  all  Changes. 

1  Father  divine  !  before  thy  view 

All  worlds,  all  creatures  lie ; 
No  distance  can  elude  thy  search, 
No  action  'scape  thine  eye. 

2  From  thee  our  vital  breath  we  drew, 

Our  childhood  was  thy  care. 
And  vigorous  youth  and  feeble  age 
Thy  kind  protection  share. 


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3  Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  turn. 

Thy  ceaseless  bounty  flovv^s  ; 
Oppressed  with  woe,  when  nature  faints. 
Thine  arm  is  our  repose. 

4  To  thee  we  look,  thou  Power  Supreme ! 

O  still  our  wants  supply ! 
Safe  in  thy  presence  may  we  live, 
And  in  thy  favor  die. 

C.  M.  155.  H.  K.  White. 

God's  Power  over  his  Works. 

1  The  Lord  our  God  is  full  of  might. 

The  winds  obey  his  will ; 
He  speaks,  and  in  his  heavenly  height 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves  !   and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  aspect  roar  : 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

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3  Howl,  winds  of  night  I  your  force  combine 

Without  his  high  behest, 
Ye  shall  not  in  the  mountain  pine 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar ; 

In  distant  peals  it  dies  ; 
He  yokes  the  whirlwinds  to  his  car, 
And  sweeps  the  sounding  skies. 

5  Ye  nations  bend,  in  reverence  bend  ; 

Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod, 
And  bid  the  choral  sonar  ascend 

O 

To  celebrate  our  God  ! 

L.  M.  156.  Watts. 

Greatness  of  God.    Psalm  145. 

1  My  God,  my  King !  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  ; 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  works  with  sovereign  glory  shine, 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine  ; 

Let  every  realm  with  joy  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honor  of  thy  name. 

4  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds  ? 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds  ; 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways  ; 

Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise  ! 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF   GOD. 

C.   M.  157.  COWPER. 

Mysteries  of  Providence. 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

His  wonders  to  perform  : 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And.  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints  !  fresh  courage  take 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  will  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  : 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour : 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste. 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err. 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain  : 
God  is  his  own  interpreter. 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

8  &  7s.  M.  lOo.  BowRiNG. 

God  is  Love. 

1  God  is  love  ;  his  mercy  brightens 
All  the  path  in  which  vv^e  rove; 
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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

Bliss  he  wakes  and  woe  he  lightens  : 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever ; 

Man  decays,  and  ages  move  ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never : 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove  ; 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  streameth 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwinefh 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth  : 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

L.  M.  159.  Watts. 

The  Goodness  of  God  in  the  Seasons.    Psalm  65. 

J   At  God's  command,  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  east,  and  leads  the  day; 
He  guides  the  sun's  declining  wheels 
Over  the  tops  of  western  hills. 

2  Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice ; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 

To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  showers, 
Laden  with  fruit,  and  dj-essed  in  flowers. 

3  'T  is  from  his  watery  stores  on  high 
He  gives  the  thirsty  ground  supply  ; 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  dispense. 

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4  The  dcsort  grows  a  fruitful  iielcl ; 
Abundjuit  food  the  gardens  yield  ;  . 
The  valleys  shout  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  neighboring  hills  repeat  their  joys. 

5  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine ; 
O'er  every  field  thy  glories  shine ; 
Through  every  month  thy  gifts  appear  : 
Great  God !  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

L.  M.  160.  Watts. 

To  the  Invisible  Autlior  of  Nature. 

1  Thy  hand  unseen  sustains  the  poles 
On  which  this  vast  creation  rolls  ; 
The  starry  arch  proclaims  thy  power, 
Thy  pencil  glows  in  every  flower. 

2  In  thousand  shapes  and  colors  rise 
Thy  painted  wonders  to  our  eyes  ; 

While  beasts  and  birds,  with  laboring  throats, 
Teach  us  a  God  in  thousand  notes. 

3  The  meanest  part  in  nature's  frame 
Marks  out  some  letter  of  thy  name ; 
Where  sense  can  reach,  or  fancy  rove. 
From  hill  to  hill,  from  field  to  grove, — 

4  Across  the  waves,  around  the  sky. 
There  's  not  a  spot,  or  deep  or  high. 
Where  the  Creator  has  not  trod. 
And  left  the  footsteps  of  a  God. 

5  Fain  would  I  trace  the  immortal  way. 
That  leads  to  courts  of  endless  day. 
Where  the  Creator  stands  confessed. 
In  his  own  fairest  glories  dressed. 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

L.   M.  lOX.  DODDHIDGE. 

Immutability  of  God.     Psalm  102. 

1  Great  Former  of  this  various  frame  ! 
Our  souls  adore  thine  awful  name  ; 
And  bow,  and  tremble,  while  we  praise 
The  Ancient  of  eternal  days. 

2  Beyond  an  angel's  vision  bright, 
Thou  dwell'st  in  self-existent  light ; 
Which  shines  with  undiminished  ray, 
While  suns  and  worlds  in  smoke  decay. 

3  Our  days  a  transient  period  run, 
And  change  with  every  circling  sun  ; 
And,  in  the  firmest  state  we  boast, 
A  moth  can  crush  us  into  dust. 

4  But  let  the  creatures  fall  around  ; 
Let  death  consign  us  to  the  ground ; 
Let  the  last  general  flame  arise. 
And  melt  the  arches  of  the  skies  ;  — 

5  Calm  as  the  summer's  ocean,  we 
Can  all  the  wreck  of  nature  see, 
While  grace  secures  us  an  abode. 
Unshaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 

S.  M.  162.  Watts. 

Abounding  Compassion  of  God.     Psalm  103. 

1     My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 

Whose  mercies  are  so  great ; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise. 
So  ready  to  abate. 

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2  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 
Above  the  ground  we  tread, 

So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

3  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 
And  his  forgiving  love. 

Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west. 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

4  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  those  that  fear  his  name 

Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel ; 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

5  Our  days  are  as  the  gi*ass. 
Or  like  the  morning  flower ; 

If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field. 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

6  But  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 
To  endless  years  endure  ; 

And  childi-en's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

L.    M.  163.  BOWRING. 

From  Everlasting  to  Everlasting  thou  art  God. 

1   Lord,  in  the  unbeginning  years. 
Whose  course  is  wrapped  in  trackless  night,  — 
Ere  thou  hadst  launched  the  heavenly  spheres. 
Or  waked  this  wandering  world  to  light,  — 
What  were  thy  words,  and  works  ?  and  how 
Didst  thou  thy  glorious  march  record  ? 
For  thou  wert  great  and  good  as  now, 
Of  love  the  Source,  of  light  the  Lord. 

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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

2  And  in  the  unending  ages,  far 
Beyond  the  utmost  reach  of  mind, 
When  all  that  is,  and  all  that  are. 
Shall  leave  not  e'en  a  wreck  behind,  — 
O,  what  shall  be  thy  bright  career. 
Lord  of  the  eternal,  changeless  will  ? 
Thou  wilt  be  there  supreme,  as  here,  — 
All-wise,  all-good,  almighty  still ! 

3  Yes  !  shrouded  in  the  mystery,  — 
The  past,  the  future's  dark  abyss,  — 
Bright  clouds  of  splendor  circle  thee 
And  light  thy  path  from  bliss  to  bliss. 
This  is  our  faith,  our  hope,  our  trust. 
Through  thought's  immeasurable  range  : 
Time  is  a  dream,  and  man  is  dust ; 

But  thou  —  but  thou  canst  never  change. 

CM.  lo4.  Montgomery. 

The  Earth  full  of  the  Goodness  of  God. 

1  God,  in  the  high  and  holy  place, 

Looks  down  upon  the  spheres  ; 
Yet  in  his  providence  and  grace 
To  every  eye  appears. 

2  The  forests  in  his  strength  rejoice : 

Hark !  on  the  evening  breeze, 
As  once  of  old,  the  Lord  God's  voice 
Is  heard  among  the  trees. 

3  His  blessings  fall  in  plenteous  showers 

Upon  the  lap  of  earth. 
That  teems  with  foliage,  fruits,  and  flowers, 
An4  rings  with  infant  mirth. 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

4  If  God  hath  made  this  world  so  fair. 


Where  sin  and  death  abound, 
How  beautiful,  beyond  compare, 
Will  Paradise  be  found! 

L.  M.  165.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Eternity  and  Sorereiguty  of  God.     Psalm  93. 

With  glory  clad,  with  strength  arrayed, 
The  Lord,  that  o'er  all  nature  reigns, 
The  world's  foundations  strongly  laid. 
And  the  vast  fabric  still  sustains. 

2  How  surely  stablished  is  thy  throne. 
Which  shall  no  change  or  period  see  ; 
For  thott,  O  Lord !  and  thou  alone, 
Art  God  from  all  eternity. 

3  The  floods,  O  Lord  I  lift  up  their  voice. 
And  toss  the  troubled  waves  on  high ; 
But  God  above  can  still  their  noise, 
And  make  the  angiy  sea  comply. 

4  Thy  promise.  Lord  !  is  ever  sure  ; 

And  they  that  in  thy  house  would  dwell, 
That  happy  station  to  secure. 
Must  still  in  holiness  excel. 

C.  M.  166.  Watts. 

The  Divine  Glories  above  our  Reason. 

1  How  wondrous  great,  how  glorious  bright, 
Must  our  Creator  be. 
Who  dwells  amidst  the  dazzling  light 
Of  vast  infinity ! 

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2  Our  reason  stretches  all  its  wings, 

And  climbs  above  the  skies  ; 
But  still  how  far  beneath  thy  feet 
Our  grovelling  reason  lies ! 

3  Lord,  here  we  bend  our  humble  souls. 

And  awfully  adore  ; 
For  the  weak  pinions  of  our  mind 
Can  stretch  a  thought  no  more. 

4  In  humble  notes  our  faith  adores 

The  great  mysterious  King; 
While  angels  strain  their  nobler  powers, 
And  sweep  the  immortal  string. 

L.  M.  J.d7.  Doddridge. 

TTim  who  is  Invisible. 

1  Eternal  and  immortal  King  I 

Thy  peerless  splendors  none  can  bear ; 
But  darkness  veils  seraphic  eyes, 
When  God  with  all  his  glory  's  there. 

2  Yet  faith  can  pierce  the  awful  gloom. 
The  great  Invisible  can  see, 

And  with  its  tremblings  mingle  joy. 
In  fixed  regards,  great  God,  to  thee. 

3  Then  every  tempting  form  of  sin, 
Shamed  in  thy  presence,  disappears  ; 
And  all  the  glowing,  raptured  soul 
The  likeness  it  contemplates  wears. 

4  O,  ever  conscious  to  my  heart. 
Witness  to  its  supreme  desire. 
Behold,  it  presseth  on  to  thee. 

For  it  hath  caught  the  heavenly  fire. 

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5  This  one  petition  would  it  urge,  — 
To  bear  thee  ever  in  its  sight ; 
In  life,  in  death,  in  worlds  unknown, 
Its  only  portion  and  delight. 

L.  M.  168.  Watts. 

Praise  to  God  for  his  Goodness  and  Truth.    Psahn  146. 

I  'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath. 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death. 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past. 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die,  and  turn  to  dust; 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flesh  and  blood; 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 
And  thoughts  all  vanish  in  an  hour. 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 

Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God ;  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  wdth  all  their  train  ; 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  , 
He  saves  the  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor. 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind ; 

He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress. 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

C.  M.  169.  Addison. 

God's  Merciful  and  Constant  Protection. 

1  When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God ! 

My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I  'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

3  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran. 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4  When  worn  with  sickness,  oft  hast  thou 

With  health  renewed  my  face  ; 
And  when  in  sin  and  sorrow  sunk, 
Revived  my  soul  with  grace. 

5  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

6  Through  every  period  of  my  life. 

Thy  goodness  I  '11  pursue ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

L.  M.  170.  Watts. 

Wonders  of  Creation  and  Providence.    Psakn  336. 

1  Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise ; 
Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways : 

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Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  ; 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown  ; 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown  : 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more. 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  fixed  the  starry  lights  on  high : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  ; 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

4  He  fills  the  sun  with  mornins:  liarht : 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night : 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  suns  and  moons  shall  shine  no  more. 

5  He  sent  his  Son  with  power  to  save 
From  guilt,  and  darkness,  and  the  grave  : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong ; 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

6  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  seat : 

His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more. 


L.  M.  171.  Watts. 

The  Ministry  of  Angels. 

1  High  on  a  hill  of  dazzling  light 
The  King  of  glory  spreads  his  seat. 
And  troops  of  angels,  stretched  for  flight. 
Stand  waiting  round  his  awful  feet. 

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2  Here  a  bright  squadron  leaves  the  skies, 
And  thick  around  Elisha  stands  ; 
Anon  a  heavenly  soldier  flies, 

And  breaks  the  chains  from  Peter's  hands. 

3  Thy  winged  troops,  O  God  of  hosts, 
Wait  on  thy  wandering  Church  below ; 
Here  we  are  sailing  to  thy  coasts. 

Let  angels  be  our  convoy  too. 

4  Are  they  not  all  thy  servants,  Lord  ? 
At  thy  command  they  go  and  come. 
With  cheerful  haste  obey  thy  word. 
And  guard  thy  children  to  thy  home. 

L.  M.  17/^.  Hemans. 

"  "What  is  Man,  that  Thou  art  mindful  of  him." 

1  Child  of  the  earth,  O  lift  thy  glance 
To  yon  bright  firmament's  expanse  ; 
The  glories  of  its  realm  explore. 
And  gaze,  and  wonder,  and  adore  I 

2  Count  o'er  those  lamps  of  quenchless  light. 
That  sparkle  through  the  shades  of  night ; 
Behold  them  I  —  can  a  mortal  boast 

To  number  that  celestial  host? 

3  Mark  well  each  little  star,  whose  rays 
In  distant  splendor  meet  thy  gaze  : 
Each  is  a  world,  by  Him  sustained 
W^ho  from  eternity  hath  reigned. 

4  What  then  art  thou^  O  child  of  clay ! 
Amid  creation's  gi*andeur,  say  ? 
E'en  as  an  insect  on  the  breeze. 
E'en  as  a  dew-drop  lost  in  seas ! 

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PERFECTIONS   AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

5  Yet  fear  thou  not !  —  the  savereign  hand. 
Which  spread  the  ocean  and  the  land, 
And  hung  the  rolling  spheres  in  air, 
Hath,  e'en  for  thee,  a  father's  care. 

6  Be  thou  at  peace!  the  all-seeing  eye. 
Pervading  earth,  and  air,  and  sky, — 

The  searching  glance,  which  none  may  flee, 
Is  still,  in  mercy,  turned  on  thee. 


L.  M.  173.  Watts. 

Darkness  of  Providence. 

1  Lord  !  we  adore  thy  vast  designs. 
The  obscure  abyss  of  providence ! 
Too  deep  to  sound  with  mortal  lines, 
Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  sense. 

2  Through  seas  and  storms  of  deep  distress 
We  sail  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight; 
Faith  guides  us  in  the  wilderness. 
Through  all  the  terrors  of  the  night. 

3  Dear  Father !  if  thy  lifted  rod 
Resolve  to  scourge  us  here  below, 
Still  let  us  lean  upon  our  God ; 
Thine  arm  shall  bear  us  safely  through. 

CM.  174.  Thomson. 

Goodness  of  God. 

1  Jehovah  God  !  thy  gracious  power 
On  every  hand  we  see  ; 
O  may  the  blessings  of  each  hour 
Lead  all  our  thoughts  to  thee ! 

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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

2  If  on  the  wings  of  morn  we  speed 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
Thy  hand  will  there  our  footsteps  lead, 
Thy  love  our  path  surround. 

3  Thy  power  is  in  the  ocean  deeps, 

And  reaches  to  the  skies  ; 
Thine  eye  of  mercy  never  sleeps. 
Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

4  From  morn  till  noon,  till  latest  eve, 

The  hand  of  God  we  see  ; 
And  all  the  blessings  we  receive, 
Ceaseless  proceed  from  thee. 

5  In  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time, 

On  thee  our  hopes  depend  ; 
Through  every  age,  in  every  clime, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend  ! 

C.  M.  175,  Watts. 

Praise  for  Creation  and  Providence. 

1  I  SING  the  almighty  power  of  God, 

That  made  the  mountains  rise  ; 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad. 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordained 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  filled  the  earth  with  food ; 
He  formed  the  creatures  with  his  word. 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

4  Lord,  how  thy  wonders  are  displayed, 
Where'er  I  turn  my  eye. 
If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread. 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky  ! 

:.    There  's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below, 
But  makes  thy  glories  known  ; 
And  clouds  arise  and  tempests  blow 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

6  His  hand  is  my  perpetual  guard  ; 
He  keeps  me  with  his  eye : 
Why  should  I,  then,  forget  the  Lord, 
Who  is  for  ever  nigh  ? 

S.  M.  176.  Watts. 

"  What  is  Man,  that  Thou  art  mindful  of  him  ?  " 

1      O  Lord  !  our  Heavenly  King, 

Thy  name  is  all  divine ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread. 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 

9     When  to  thy  works  on  high 
I  raise  my  wondering  eyes. 
And  see  the  moon  in  brightness  walk 
Across  the  kindling  skies, — 

3  When  T  behold  the  stars, 
Those  radiant  files  of  liHit, 

Lord !  what  is  man,  and  all  his  power. 
To  thy  resistless  might? 

4  Lord  I  what  is  feeble  man, 
That  thou  shouldst  love  him  so? 

Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  placed, 
And  lord  of  all  below. 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

5     How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 

How  wondrous  are  thy  ways  ! 
Thus  from  decaying  dust  to  form 
A  monument  of  praise. 

C.  M.  177.  Gibbons. 

Goodness  of  God. 

1  Thy  goodness,  Lord  !  our  souls  confess  ; 
Thy  goodness  we  adore  ; 
A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail, 
A  sea  without  a  shore  I 

•2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  thy  love  declare 
In  every  golden  ray  ; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night. 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  every  season  crowns. 

With  all  the  bliss  it  yields  ; 
With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines. 
With  strengthening  grain,  the  fields. 

4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion.  Lord ! 

Is  in  the  Gospel  seen  ; 
There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines, 
Without  a  cloud  between. 


C.  M.  178.  Keble. 

God  in  Nature. 

1  There  is  a  book,  who  runs  may  read. 
Which  heavenly  truth  imparts. 
And  all  the  lore  its  scholars  need. 
Pure  eyes  and  Christian  hearts. 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

2  The  works  of  God  above,  below, 

Within  us,  and  around. 
Are  pages  in  that  book,  to  show 
How  God  himself  is  found. 

3  The  glorious  sky,  embracing  all, 

Is  like  the  Maker's  love. 
Wherewith  encompassed,  gr^at  and  small 
In  peace  and  order  move. 

4  The  dew  of  heaven  is  like  thy  grace  ; 

It  steals  in  silence  down  ; 
But  where  it  lights,  the  favored  place 
By  richest  fruits  is  known. 

5  One  name,  above  all  glorious  names. 

With  its  ten  thousand  tongues, 
The  everlasting  sea  proclaims. 
Echoing  angelic  songs. 

6  The  raging  fire,  the  roaring  wind, 

Thy  boundless  power  display  ; 
But  in  the  gentler  breeze  we  find 
Thy  Spirit's  viewless  way. 

7  Thou,  who  hast  given  me  eyes  to  see 

And  love  this  sight  so  fair, 
Give  me  a  heart  to  find  out  thee. 
And  read  thee  everywhere  ! 

7s.  M.  179.  Heber. 

Consider  the  Lilies. 

1  Lo,  the  lilies  of  the  field  ! 
How  their  leaves  instruction  yield  ! 
Hark  to  nature's  lesson  given 
By  the  blessed  birds  of  heaven  ! 

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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

Every  bush  and  tufted  tree 
Warbles  trust  and  piety  : 
Children,  banish  doubt  and  sorrow,  — 
God  provideth  for  the  morrow. 

'2  One  there  lives,  whose  guardian  eye 
Guides  our  earthly  destiny  ; 
One  there  lives,  who,  Lord  of  all. 
Keeps  his  children  lest  they  fall : 
Pass  we,  then,  in  love  and  praise. 
Trusting  him,  through  all  our  days. 
Free  from  doubt  and  faithless  sorrow,  — 
God  provideth  for  the  morrow. 

L.  M.  loO.  Mrs.  Follen. 

Goodness  of  God. 

1  God,  thou  art  good  !  each  perfumed  flower, 
The  waving  field,  the  dark  green  wood, 
The  insect  fluttering  for  an  hour,  — 

All  things  proclaim  that  God  is  good. 

2  I  hear  it  in  each  breath  of  wind  : 
The  hills  that  have  for  ages  stood, 
And  clouds  with  gold  and  silver  lined, 
All  still  repeat  that  God  is  good. 

3  Each  little  rill,  that  many  a  year 
Has  the  same  verdant  path  pursued, 
And  every  bird,  in  accents  clear. 
Joins  in  the  song  that  God  is  good. 

4  The  countless  hosts  of  twinkling  stars. 
That  sing  his  praise  with  light  renewed  ; 
The  rising  sun  each  day  declares, 

In  rays  of  glory,  God  is  good. 

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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

5  The  moon,  that  walks  in  brightness,  says 
That  God  is  good !  and  man,  endued 
With  power  to  speak  his  Maker's  praise, 
Should  still  repeat  that  God  is  good. 

S.  M.  181.  Watts. 

God  our  Shepherd.     Psahn  23. 

1  The  Lord  my  shepherd  is, 
I  shall  be  well  supplied  : 

Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 
Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 

Where  living  w^aters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim. 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way. 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 
I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 

Though  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade, 
My  Shepherd  's  with  me  there. 

5  In  sight  of  all  my  foes 
Thou  dost  my  table  spread  ; 

My  cup  with  blessings  overflows. 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days  ; 
Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove. 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 


PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

L.  M.  ■      lo,^.  Addison. 

God  our  Shepherd.    Psahn  23. 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye ; 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint. 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant ; 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads  ; 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow. 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way. 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile ; 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 
With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crowned. 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread. 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread. 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill ; 
For  thou,  O  Lord  !  art  with  me  still ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid. 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

7s.  M.  Xoo.  Merrick. 

God  our  Shepherd.     Psalm  23. 

1  Lo,  my  Shepherd's  hand  divine  ! 
Want  shall  never  more  be  mine  : 
In  a  pasture  fair  and  large 
He  shall  feed  his  happy  charge. 


PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

2  When  I  faint  with  summer's  heat, 
He  shall  lead  my  weary  feet 

To  the  streams  that  still  and  slow 
Through  the  verdant  meadows  flow. 

3  He  my  soul  anew  shall  frame, 
And,  his  mercy  to  proclaim, 

When  through  devious  paths.  I  stray. 
Teach  my  steps  the  better  way. 

4  Thou  my  plenteous  board  hast  spread ; 
Thou  with  oil  refreshed  my  head : 
Filled  by  thee  my  cup  o'erflows  ; 

For  thy  love  no  limit  knows. 

5  Constant,  to  my  latest  end, 
Thou  my  footsteps  shalt  attend. 
And  shalt  bid  thy  hallowed  dome 
Yield  me  an  eternal  home. 

lis.  M.  lo4.  Montgomery. 

God  our  Shepherd.    Psalm  23. 

1  The  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know ; 
I  feed  in  green  pastures,  safe  folded  I  rest ; 

He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow. 
Restores  me  when  wandering,  redeems  when  op- 
pressed. 

2  Through  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death  though 

I  stray. 
Since  thou  art  my  guardian,  no  evil  I  fear; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff  be  my  stay ; 
No  harm  can  befall,  with  my  Comforter  near. 

3  In  the  midst  of  affliction  my  table  is  spread  ; 
With  blessings  unmeasured  my  cup  runneth  o'er; 
With  perfume  and  oil  thou  anointest  my  head; 
O  what  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more  ? 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PRjpVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountiful  God  I 
Still  follow  my  steps,  till  I  meet  thee  above  ; 
I  seek,  by  the  path  which  my  forefathers  trod. 
Through  the  land  of  their  sojourn,  thy  kingdom 
of  love. 

C.  M.  185.  Sternhold. 

God  our  Shepherd.    Psahn  23. 

.  1  My  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord, 
I  therefore  nothing  need  ; 
In  pastures  fair,  near  pleasant  streams. 
He  setteth  me  to  feed. 

2  He  shall  convert  and  glad  my  soul. 

And  bring  my  mind  in  frame 
To  walk  in  paths  of  righteousness, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

3  Yea,  though  I  walk  the  vale  of  death, 

Yet  will  I  fear  no  ill ; 
Thy  rod  and  staff  they  comfort  me, 
And  thou  art  with  me  still. 

4  And,  in  the  presence  of  my  foes. 

My  table  thou  shalt  spread ; 
rhou  wilt  fill  full  my  cup,  and  thou 
Anointed  hast  my  head. 

5  Through  all  my  life  thy  favor  is 

So  frankly  shown  to  me. 
That  in  thy  house  for  evermore 
My  dwelling-place  shall  be. 


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PERFECTIONS  AND  TROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

C.  M.  lob.  IIeginbotham. 

He  crowneth  us  with  his  Tender  Mercies. 

1  Father  of  mercies  I   God  of  love  ! 

My  Father  and  my  God ! 
I  '11  sing  the  honors  of  thy  name, 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

2  In  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  appear ; 
Thy  mercies  gild  .each  transient  scene, 
And  crown  each  lengthening  year. 

3  In  all  these  mercies  may  my  soul 

A  Father's  bounty  see  ; 
Nor  let  the  gifts  thy  grace  bestows 
Estrange  my  heart  from  thee. 

4  Teach  me,  in  times  of  deep  distress. 

To  own  thy  hand,  O  God ! 
And  in  submissive  silence  bear 
The  lessons  of  thy  rod. 

5  In  every  changing  state  of  life. 

Each  bright,  each  gloomy  scene. 
Give  me  a  meek  and  humble  mind. 
Still  equal  and  serene. 

6  Then  will  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

Free  from  distressing  fear  ; 
For  death  itself  is  life,  my  God ! 
If  thou  art  with  me  there. 

L.   M.  187.  COLLETT. 

Paternal  Providence  of  God. 

1  Through  all  the  various  shifting  scene 
Of  life's  mistaken  ill  or  good, 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

Thy  hand,  O  God  I  conducts,  unseen, 
The  beautiful  vicissitude. 

2  Thou  givest  with  paternal  care, 
'  However  unjustly  we  complain, 

To  all  their  necessary  share 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  All  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
On  thine  eternal  wil],  depend  ; 

And  all  for  greater  good  were  given. 
Would  rnan  pursue  the  appointed  end. 

4  Be  this  my  care  !  —  to  all  beside 
Indifterent  let  my  wishes  be  ; 
Passion  be  calm,  and  dumb  be  pride. 
And  fixed  my  soul,  great  God !   on  thee. 

C.  M.  loo.  Doddridge. 

"  My  times  are  in  thy  hand." 

1  To  thee,  my  God !  my  days  are  known ; 

My  soul  enjoys  the  thought ; 
My  actions  all  before  thy  face. 
Nor  are  my  faults  forgot. 

2  Each  secret  breath  devotion  vents 

Is  vocal  to  thine  ear ; 
And  all  my  walks  of  daily  life 
Before  thine  eye  appear. 

3  The  vacant  hour,  the  active  scene, 

Thy  mercy  shall  approve  ; 
And  every  pang  of  sympathy, 
And  every  care  of  love. 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

4  Each  golden  hour  of  beaming  light 

Is  gilded  by  thy  rays  ; 
And  dark  affliction's  midnight  gloom 
A  present  God  surveys. 

5  Full  in  thy  view  through  life  I  pass, 

And  in  thy  view  I  die  ; 
And,  when  each  mortal  bond  is  broke, 
Shall  find  my  God  is  nigh. 


H.  M.  189.  Doddridge. 

God's  Fidelity  to  his  Promises. 

1  The  promises  I  sing 

Which  sovereign  love  hath  spoke  ; 
Nor  will  the  Eternal  King 

His  words  of  grace  revoke  ; 
They  stand  secure,        Not  Zion's  hill 
And  steadfast  still ;       Abides  so  sure. 

2  The  mountains  melt  away 

When  once  the  Judge  appears. 
And  sun  and  moon  decay 

That  measure  mortal  years  ; 
But  still  the  same,         The  promise  shines 
In  radiant  lines,  Through  all  the  flame. 

3  Their  harmony  shall  sound 

Through  mine  attentive  ears. 
When  thunders  cleave  the  crround. 
And  dissipate  the  spheres  ; 
Midst  all  the  shock       I  stand  serene, 
Of  that  dread  scene,     Thy  word  my  rock. 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE   OF   GOD. 

L.   M.  190.  HUTTON. 

The  Mighty  God  our  Refuge. 

1  The  Lord  Jehovah,  slow  to  wrath, 
In  awful  glory  holds  his  seat ; 

In  storms  and  whirlwinds  hides  his  path, 
And  treads  the  clouds  beneath  his  feet. 

2  He  chides  the  sea,  —  and  it  is  dry ! 

He  smites  the  streams,  —  they  waste  away ! 
Carmel's  and  Bashan's  pastures  die, 
And  flowers  of  Lebanon  decay. 

3  The  mountains  shake  beneath  his  look  ; 
Hills  melt,  —  earth's  old  foundations  burn  : 
What  might  can  stand  his  fierce  rebuke. 
Which  bids  the  rocks  to  overturn  I 

4  How  safe  are  they  who  trust  his  power, 
Who  fix  their  hearts  and  hopes  above ! 
He  is  their  shield  in  danger's  hour, 
And  heals  their  sorrows  with  his  love. 

C.  M.  191.  Watts. 

Eternal  Dominion  of  God. 

1  Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 
How  frail  and  weak  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 


2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood. 
Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  present  in  thy  view  ; 
To  thee  there  's  nothing  old  appears  ; 
Great  God  !  there  's  nothing  new. 

4  Our  lives  through  varying  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vexed  with  trilling  cares. 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 

5  Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou ! 

How  frail  and  weak  are  we  I 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

L.  M.  192.  Wesley's  Col. 

Deliverances  acknowledged. 

1  God  of  my  life  I  whose  gracious  power 
Through  varied  deaths  my  soul  has  led, 
Or  turned  aside  the  fatal  hour. 

Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head ! 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 
Thy  ruling  providence  I  see : 
Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run. 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  Whither,  O  whither  should  I  fly, 
But  to  my  loving  Father's  breast. 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie. 
And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest  ? 

4  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun. 
But  thou,  O  God  I  my  wisdom  art ; 
I  ever  into  ruin  ran  ; 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE   OF   GOD. 

5  Foolish  and  impotent  and  blind, 
Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known  ; 
Bring  me  where  I  my  heaven  may  find, 
The  heaven  of  loving  thee  alone. 

8  &  7s.  M.  Xyo.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

God  our  Almighty  Help.    Psalm  127. 

1  Vainly,  through  night's  weary  hours, 

Keep  we  watch  lest  foes  alarm ; 
Vain  our  bulwarks  and  our  towers. 
But  for  God's  protecting  arm. 

2  Vain  were  all  our  toil  and  labor. 

Did  not  God  that  labor  bless  ; 
Vain  without  his  grace  and  favor 
Every  talent  we  possess. 

3  Vainer  still  the  hope  of  heaven, 

That  on  human  strength  relies  ; 
But  to  him  shall  help  be  given 
Who  in  humble  faith  applies. 


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4  Seek  we  then  the  Lord's  anointed, 
He  shall  grant  us  peace  and  rest ; 
Ne'er  was  suppliant  disappointed 

Who  through  Christ  his  prayer  addressed. 

C.  M.  194.  Browne. 

Universal  Goodness  of  God. 

1  Lord,  thou  art  good !  all  nature  shows 
Its  mighty  Author  kind  : 
Thy  bounty  through  creation  flows, 
Full,  free,  and  unconfined. 

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PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

2  The  whole  in  every  part  y^roclaims 

Thy  infinite  good-will ; 
It  shines  in  stars,  and  Hows  in  streams, 
And  bursts  from  every  hill. 

3  We  view  it  o'er  the  spreading  main, 

And  heavens  which  spread  more  wide  ; 
It  drops  in  gentle  showers  of  rain, 
And  rolls  in  every  tide. 

4  Long  hath  it  been  diffused  abroad, 

Through  ages  past  and  gone  ; 
Nor  ever  can  exhausted  be. 
But  still  keeps  flowing  on. 

5  Through  the  whole  earth  it  pours  supplies. 

Spreads  joy  through  every  part : 
O  may  such  love  attract  my  eyes. 
And  captivate  my  heart ! 

6  My  highest  admiration  raise. 

My  best  affections  move  ! 
Employ  my  tongue  in  songs  of  praise, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  love  I 

L.  M.  195.  AVatts. 

Goodness  of  God  to  Soul  and  Body.    Psalm  103. 

1  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God, 

Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favors  claim  thy  highest  praise  ; 
Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence,  and  forgot  ? 


PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

3  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 

And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels, 
Redeems  the  soul  from  death,  and  saves 
Our  wasting  life  from  threatening  graves. 

4  Our  youth  decayed,  his  power  repairs  ; 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years  ; 
He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  good. 
And  fills  our  hopes  with  heavenly  food. 

5  He  sees  the  oppressor  and  the  oppressed, 
And  often  gives  the  sufferers  rest ; 

But  will  his  justice  more  display 
In  the  last  great  rewarding  day. 

L.  M.  196.  Sewall's  Col. 

Loring-Kindness  of  God. 

1  Father  !  to  thy  kind  love  we  owe 
All  that  is  fair  and  good  below ; 
Bestower  of  the  health  that  lies 

On  tearless  cheeks  and  cheerful  eyes  I 

2  Giver  of  sunshine  and  of  rain  ! 
Ripener  of  fruits  on  hill  and  plain  I 
Fountain  of  light,  that,  rayed  afar, 
Fills  the  vast  urns  of  sun  and  star  I 

3  Who  send'st  thy  storms  and  frosts  to  bind 
The  plagues  that  rise  to  waste  mankind  ; 
Then  breathest  o'er  the  naked  scene 
Spring  gales,  and  life,  and  tender  green. 

4  Yet  deem  we  not  that  thus  alone 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  love  are  shown  ; 
For  we  have  learned,  with  higher  praise, 
And  holier  names,  to  speak  thy  ways. 

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5  In  woe's  dark  hour,  our  kindest  stay ! 
Sole  trust  when  life  shall  pass  away  ! 
Teacher  of  hopes  that  light  the  gloom 
Of  death,  and  consecrate  the  tomb  ! 

6  Patient,  with  headstrong  guilt  to  bear ; 
Slow  to  avenge,  and  kind  to  spare  ; 
Listening  to  prayer,  and  reconciled 
Full  quickly  to  thy  erring  child ! 

L.   M.  197.  BOWKING. 

God  is  everywhere. 

1  Father  and  Friend !  thy  light,  thy  love, 
Beaming  through  all  thy  works,  we  see  ; 
Thy  glory  gilds  the  heavens  above, 
And  all  the  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

2  Thy  voice  we  hear,  thy  presence  feel. 
Whilst  thou,  too  pure  for  mortal  sight, 
Involved  in  clouds,  invisible, 
Reignest  the  Lord  of  life  and  light. 

3  We  know  not  in  what  hallowed  part 

Of  the  wdde  heavens  thy  throne  may  be  ; 
But  this  we  know,  that  where  thou  art. 
Strength,  wisdom,  goodness,  dwell  with  thee. 

4  And  through  the  various  maze  of  time, 
And  through  the  infinity  of  space. 

We  follow  thy  career  sublime. 

And  all  thy  wondrous  footsteps  trace. 

5  Thy  children  shall  not  faint  nor  fear, 
Sustained  by  this  delightful  thought, 
Since  thou,  their  God,  art  everywhere, 
They  cannot  be  where  thou  art  not. 

I'll 


PERFECTIONS    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF  GOD. 

L.  M.  198.  KiPPIS. 

God  incomprehensible. 

1  Great  God !  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 
Attempts  to  look  thy  nature  through  ; 
Our  laboring  powers  with  reverence  own, 
Thy  glories  never  can  be  known. 

2  Not  the  high  seraph's  mighty  thought, 
Who  countless  years  his  God  has  sought, 
Such  wondrous  height  or  depth  can  find. 
Or  fully  trace  thy  boundless  mind. 

3  And  yet  thy  kindness  deigns  to  show 
Enough  for  mortal  minds  to  know ; 
While  wisdom,  goodness,  power  divine. 
Through  all  thy  works  and  conduct  shine. 

4  O  may  our  souls  with  rapture  trace 
Thy  works  of  nature  and  of  grace  ; 
Explore  thy  sacred  truth,  and  still 
Press  on  to  know  and  do  thy  will. 

C.  P.  M.  199.  Exeter  Col. 

The  Good  Providence  of  God. 

1  Great  Source  of  unexhausted  good, 

Who  giv'st  us  health,  and  friends,  and  food. 

And  peace,  and  calm  content ! 
Like  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies. 
Let  songs  of  grateful  praises  rise. 
For  all  thy  blessings  lent. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day. 
Thy  providence  attends  our  way. 

To  guard  us  and  to  guide ; 

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Thy  grace  directs  our  wandering  will, 
And  warns  us,  lest  seducing  ill 
Allure  our  souls  aside. 

3  Thy  smiles,  with  a  reviving  light. 
Cheer  the  long,  darksome  hours  of  night. 

And  gild  the  thickest  gloom  ; 
Thy  watchful  love,  around  our  bed. 
Doth  softly,  like  a  curtain,  spread. 

And  guard  the  peaceful  room. 

4  To  thee,  our  lives,  our  all,  we  owe. 
Our  peace  and  sweetest  joys  below. 

And  brightest  hopes  above  ; 
Then  let  our  lives  and  all  that  's  ours, 
Our  souls  and  all  our  active  powers, 

Be  sacred  to  thy  love. 

CM.  200.  West  Boston  Col. 

God  just  and  wise  in  afflicting. 

1  If  Providence  to  try  my  heart. 

Afflictions  should  prepare. 
To  God  submissive  may  I  bend. 
And  keep  me  from  despair. 

2  Whate'er  he  orders  must  be  just ; 

Then  let  me  kiss  the  rod, 
Nor,  poorly  sunk,  at  all  distrust 
The  goodness  of  my  God. 

3  The  mind  to  which  I  owe  my  own. 

To  guide  tliis  mind  is  wise; 
And  he,  to  whom  my  faults  are  known, 
The  fittest  to  chastise. 

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4  Then,  till  life's  latest  sands  are  run, 
O  teach  me,  Power  Divine, 
Still  to  reply,  Thy  will  be  done, 
Whate'er  becomes  of  mine. 

C.    M.  201.  DODDKIDGE. 

Divine  Goodness  in  AlHieticn. 

1  Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame. 

We  own  thy  power  divine  ; 
We  hear  thy  breath  in  every  storm. 
For  all  the  winds  are  thine. 

2  Wide  as  they  sweep  their  sounding  way. 

They  work  thy  sovereign  will ; 
And,  awed  by  thy  majestic  voice. 
Confusion  shall  be  still. 

3  Thy  mercy  tempers  every  blast 

To  those  who  seek  thy  face  ; 
And  mingles,  with  the  tempest's  roar. 
The  whispers  of  thy  grace. 

4  Those  gentle  whispers  let  me  hear. 

Till  all  the  tilmult  cease ; 
And  gales  of  Paradise  shall  lull 
My  weary  soul  to  peace. 


C.  M.  202.  Darwin. 

Trust  in  TTim  at  all  Times. 

1   God's  power  directs  the  rushing  wind, 
Or  tips  the  bolt  with  flame ; 
His  goodness  breathes  in  every  breeze. 
And  warms  in  every  beam. 

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2  For  me,  O  Lord  !  whatever  lot 

The  hours  commissioned  bring,  — 
Do  all  my  withering  blessings  die, 
Or  fairer  clusters  spring,  — 

3  O  grant  that  still,  with  grateful  heart. 

My  years  resigned  may  run  : 
'Tis  thine  to  give,  or  to  resume ; 
And  may  thy  will  be  done. 

6s.  M.  /^Uo.  Drummond. 

The  One  Living  and  True  God. 

1  The  God  who  reigns  alone 

O'er  earth,  and  sea,  and  sky, 
Let  man  with  praises  own. 
And  sound  his  honors  high. 

2  Him  all  in  heaven  above. 

Him  all  on  earth  below. 
The  exhaustless  Source  of  love, 
The  great  Creator,  know. 

3  He  formed  the  living  flame. 

He  gave  the  reasoning  mind, 
Then  only  he  may  claim 
The  worship  of  mankind. 

4  So  taught  his  only  Son, 

Blest  messenger  of  grace  I 
The  Eternal  is  but  one. 
No  second  holds  his  place. 


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C.  M.  204.  Tate  &  Brady. 

God  unchangeable. 

1  Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 

O  thou  Eternal  God ! 
Each  future  age  shall  know  thy  name, 
And  tell  thy  words  abroad. 

2  The  strong  foundations  of  the  earth 

Of  old  by  thee  were  laid  ; 
By  thee  the  beauteous  arch  of  heaven, 
With  matchless  skill,  was  made. 

3  Soon  shall  this  goodly  frame  of  things. 

Created  by  thy  hand, 
Be,  like  a  vesture,  laid  aside. 
And  changed  at  thy  command. 

4  But  thy  perfections,  all  divine, — 

Eternal  as  thy  days, — 
Through  everlasting  ages  shine. 
With  undiminished  rays. 

S.  M.  /4Uo.  Doddridge. 

Qod  wise  and  merciful  in  Chastisement. 

1     How  gracious  and  how  wise 

Is  our  chastising  God ! 
And  O  how  rich  the  blessings  are, 
That  blossom  from  his  rod  I 

•2     He  lifts  it  up  on  high 
With  pity  in  his  heart. 
That  every  stroke  his  children  feel 
May  grace  and  peace  impart. 

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3  Instructed  thus,  they  bow, 
And  own  his  sovereign  sway ; 

They  turn  their  erring  footsteps  back 
To  his  forsaken  way. 

4  His  covenant  love  they  seek, 
And  seek  the  happy  bands, 

That  closer  still  engage  their  hearts 
To  honor  his  commands. 

5  Our  Father,  we  consent 
To  discipline  divine  ; 

And  bless  the  pains  that  make  our  souls 
Still  more  completely  thine. 

S.  M.  206.  Moravian. 

Reliance. 

1  Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 
And  ways  into  His  hands,  — 

To  his  sure  trust  and  tender  care, 
Who  earlh  and  heaven  commands; 

2  Who  points  the  clouds  their  course, 

Whom  winds  and  seas  obey  ; 
He  shall  direct  thy  wandering  feet, 
He  shall  prepare  thy  way. 

3  No  profit  canst  thou  gain 
By  self-consuming  care  ; 

To  him  commend  thy  canse,  —  his  ear 
Attends  the  softest  prayer. 

4  Then  on  the  Lord  rely, 
So  safe  shalt  iliou  go  on  ; 

Fix  on  his  wori^  thy  steadfast  eye, 
So  shall  1hv  \vor!-:  be  done 


THE   HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

C.  M.  207.  Barton. 

The  Word  of  God. 

1  Word  of  the  ever-living  God! 

Will  of  his  glorious  Son  ! 
Without  thee  how  could  earth  be  trod, 
Or  heaven  itself  be  won  ? 

2  Yet,  to  unfold  thy  hidden  worth, 

Thy  mysteries  to  reveal, 
That  Spirit  which  first  gave  thee  forth 
Thy  volume  must  unseal ! 

* 

3  And  we,  if  we  aright  would  learn 

The  wisdom  it  imparts, 
Must  to  its  heavenly  teaching  turn. 
With  simple,  childlike  hearts ! 

H.  M.  ^Uo.  Doddridge. 

Efficacy  and  Success  of  the  Gospel . 

1  Mark  the  soft-falling  snow. 
And  the  diffusive  rain  ! 

MS 


-i'iiio   li.Ji.v  S'-r.'ii'ri'iJKS. 

To  heaven  from  whence  il  fell, 
It  turns  not  back  again  ; 
But  waters  earth  And  calls  forth  all 

Through  every  pore,       Her  secret  store. 

2  Arrayed  in  beauteous  gi'een. 

The  hills  and  valleys  shine, 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 

By  Providtnice  divine  : 
The  harvest  bows  The  copious  seed 

Its  golden  "Gars,  Of  future  years. 

3  "  So,"  saith  the  God  of  grace, 

"  Aly  (Gospel  shall  descend, 
Almighty  to  effect 

The  purpose  I  intend  ; 
Millions  of  souls  And  bear  it,  down 

Shall  feel  its  power,       To  millions  more." 

C.  M.  209.  Wesley's  Cor. 

Prayer  for  a  Blessing  on  the  Word. 

1  Father  of  all,  in  whom,  alone. 

We  live,  and  move,  and  breathe. 
One  bright  celestial  ray  send  down, 
And  cheer  thy  sons  beneath. 

2  While  in  thy  word  we  search  for  thee, 

O  fill  our  souls  with  awe  ; 
Thy  light  impart,  that  we  may  see 
The  wonders  of  thy  law. 

3  Now  let  our  darkness  comprehend 

The  light  that  shines  so  clear; 
Now  thy  revealing  Spirit  send, 
And  give  us  ears  to  hear. 

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I'-   M.  <4lU.  BOWKING. 

Progress  of  Gospel  Truth. 

1  Upon  the  Gospel's  sacred  page 
The  gathered  beams  of  ages  shine  ; 
And,  as  it  hastens,  every  age 

But  makes  its  brightness  more  divine. 

2  On  mightier  wing,  in  loftier  flight. 
From  year  to  year  does  knowledge  soar ; 
And,  as  it  soars,  the  Gospel  light 

Adds  to  its  influence  more  and  more. 

3  Truth,  strengthened  by  the  strength  of  thought. 
Pours  inexhaustible  supplies. 

Whence  sagest  teachers  may  be  taught, 
And  wisdom's  self  becomes  more  wise. 

4  More  glorious  still  as  centuries  roll, 

New  regions  blessed,  new  powers  unfurled, 
Expanding  with  the  expanding  soul. 
Its  waters  shall  o'erflow  the  world ;  — 

5  Flow  to  restore,  but  not  destroy ; 
As  when  the  cloudless  lamp  of  day 
Pours  out  its  flood  of  light  and  joy. 
And  sweeps  each  lingering  mist  away. 

CM.  211.  COWPER. 

Light  and  Glory  of  the  Word. 

1  The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 
And  brings  the  truth  to  sight ; 
Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

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THE    HOLY    SCRIPTURES. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic  like  the  sun  I 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age  ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

3  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise. 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

4  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 

For  such  a  bright  display. 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

C.  M.  212.  Tate  &  Brady. 

"  Thou  Shalt  teach  them  to  thy  children."    Psalm  78. 

1  Hear,  O  my  people  !  to  my  law 

Devout  attention  lend ; 
Let  the  instruction  of  my  mouth 
Deep  in  your  hearts  descend. 

2  My  tongue,  by  inspiration  taught. 

Shall  parables  unfold, 
Dark  oracles,  but  understood, 
And  owned  for  truths  of  old  : 

3  Which  we  from  sacred  registers 

Of  ancient  times  have  known, 
And  our  forefathers'  pious  care 
To  us  has  handed  down,  — 

4  That  generations  yet  to  come 

Should  to  their  unborn  heirs 
Religiously  transmit  the  same, 
And  they  again  to  theirs  ; 

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5  To  teach  them  that  in  God  alone 
Their  hope  securely  stands  ; 
That  they  should  ne'er  his  works  forget, 
But  keep  his  just  commands. 

L  M.  2i±3.  Watts. 

God's  Glory  in  the  Gospel. 

1   Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul,  awake,  my  tongue ! 
Hosanna  to  the  Eternal  Name, 
And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

Q  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  powerful  God ; 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

3  But  in  the  Gospel  of  thy  Son 

Are  all  thy  mightiest  works  outdone  ; 
The  light  it  pours  upon  our  eyes 
Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies. 

4  Our  spirits  kindle  in  its  beam  : 
It  is  a  sweet,  a  glorious  theme  : 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound ! 
Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground ! 

S.  M.  214.  Watts. 

Power  of  God"s  Word. 

1     Behold,  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

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2  But  where  the  Gospel  comes, 
It  spreads  diviner  light ; 

It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How^  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 
And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 

For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  we  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  given  ! 

O  may  I  never  read  in  vain. 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

CM.  215.  Watts. 

Instruction  from  the  Scriptures.     Psalm  34. 

1  How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 

And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts. 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind. 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thousfhts  to  God. 


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3  'T  is  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  Thy  word  is  everlastiwg  truth  ; 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth,- 
And  well  support  our  age. 

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C.  M.  216.  Watts. 

The  Blespings  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  ai^  know 

The  Gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 

Through  their  Redeemer's  name ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  dares  the  world  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence. 

Strength  and  salvation  gives ; 
Israel,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 

S.  M.  217.  Scott. 

Searching  the  Scriptures. 

1  Imposture  shrinks  from  light. 
And  dreads  the  curious  eye  : 

But  sacred  truths  the  test  invite. 
They  bid  us  search  and  try. 

2  O  may  we  still  maintain 
A  meek,  inquiring  mind  ; 

Assured  we  shall  not  search  in  vain, 
But  hidden  treasures  find. 

3  With  understanding  blest. 
Created  to  be  free. 

Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  rest, 
Subject  to  none  but  thee. 


THE    HOLY    SCRIPTURES. 

4  Lord,  give  the  light  we  need  ; 
With  soundest  knowledge  fill ; 

From  noxious  error  guard  our  creed, 
Frcy^  prejudice  our  will. 

5  The  truth  thou  shalt  impart, 
May  we  with  firmness  own  ; 

Abhorring  each  evasive  art, 
And  fearing  thee  alone. 

C.  M.  218.  Watts. 

The  Excellency  of  Scripture.    Psalm  119. 

J   Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 
My  lasting  heritage  ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I  '11  read  the  histories  of  thy  love. 
And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight. 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove. 
With  ever  fresh  delicrht. 


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3  'T  is  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown. 

Where  springs  of  life  arise  ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have. 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest : 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 


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C.  M.  219.  Watts. 

God's  Word.    Psalm  119. 

1  Let  all  the  heathen  \vriters  join, 

To  form  one  perfect  book  ; 
Great  God,  if  once  compared  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look  I 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiven, 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave  ; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  I  've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below  ; 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  farther  go  ! 

4  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace, 

Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

C.  M.  220.  Rippon's  Col. 

The  Value  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  How  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

By  inspiration  given  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  lead  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  O'er  all  the  straight  and  narrow  way 

Its  radiant  beams  are  cast ; 
A  light  whose  never  weary  ray 
Grows  brightest  at  the  last. 

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3  It  sweetly  cheers  our  fainting  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
Life,  light,  and  comfort  it  imparts, 
And  calms  our  anxious  fears. 

4  This  lamp  through  all  the  dreary  night 

Of  life  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  glorious  light 
Of  never-ending  day. 

L.  M.  Z^ZL,  "Watts. 

The  Books  of  Nature  and  Scripture.    Psalm  19. 

1  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  ! 
In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days,  thy  power  confess ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  convey  thy  praise 
Pvound  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand ; 
So,  when  thy  truth  began  its  race. 

It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  Gospel  rest 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run ; 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest, 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 
Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light : 
Thy  Gospel  makes  the  simple  wise  ; 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

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6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view. 
In  souls  renewed,  and  sins  forgiven  : 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew. 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 

L.  M.  222.  Watts. 

Prophecy  and  Inspiration. 

1  'T  WAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord 
The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word ; 
His  spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 

And  warmed  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 

2  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wrought 
Confirmed  the  messages  they  brought; 

The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath 
To  save  the  holy  words  from  death. 

3  Great  God !  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book  ; 

There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see. 
And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me. 

4  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost,  and  vanished  in  the  wind  ; 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  secure  : 
This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 

S.  M.  223.  Watts. 

The  Glad  Tidings  of  the  Gospel. 

1     How  beauteous  are  their  feet, 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill  I 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues. 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 

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2  How  charminof  is  their  voice  ! 
How  sweet  their  tidings  are  ! 

"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  king, 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 
That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 
That  see  this  heavenly  light ; 

Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long. 
But  died  without  the  sight ! 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 
And  tuneful  notes  employ; 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs. 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

C.  M.  224.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Excellence  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  Father  of  mercies  !  in  thy  word 

What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here,  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find  ; 
Riches  above  what  earth  can  gi-ant. 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around. 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

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4  O  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

5  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  for  ever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

L.  M.  -4<^0.  Doddridge. 

Influence  of  the  Word. 

1  Thy  sacred  book  we  would  survey. 
Enlightened  by  a  heavenly  ray  : 
And  ask  thy  Spirit  with  the  word, 
To  teach  our  souls  to  know  the  Lord. 

2  So  shall  our  children  learn  the  road 
That  leads  them  to  their  fathers'  God ; 
And,  formed  by  lessons  so  divine. 

Shall  infant  minds  with  knowledge  shine. 

3  So  shall  the  haughtiest  soul  submit. 
With  children  placed  at  Jesus'  feet ; 
The  rising  swell  of  pride  shall  cease. 
And  thy  sweet  voice  be  heard  in  peace. 


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7s.  M.  <^-^b.  BOWRING. 

Report  of  the  Watchman. 

1  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 
What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveller  !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height 
See  that  glory-beaming  star. 

2  Watchman !  does  its  beauteous  ray 
Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Traveller  !  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day, 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 

3  Watchman  !   tell  us  of  the  night ; 
Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveller !  blessedness  and  light, 
Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 

4  Watchman  I  will  its  beams  alone 
Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller  I  ages  are  its  own  ; 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

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5  Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night, 
For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveller  !  darkness  takes  its  flight ; 
Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 

6  "Watchman  I  let  thy  wanderings  cease  ; 
Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveller  !  lo,  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Lo,  the  Son  of  God,  is  come ! 

CM.  227.  E.H.  Sears. 

The  Nativity. 

1  Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 

Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judaea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains. 

2  Celestial  choirs  from  courts  above 

Shed  sacred  glories  there, 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply  ; 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 

4  O'er  the  fclue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm. 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

5  "  Glory  to  God  !"  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  ring,  — 
"  Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  men. 
From  heaven's  Eternal  King  I" 

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6  Light  on  thy  hills,  Jerusalem ! 
The  Saviour  now  is  born  ; 
And  bright  on  Bethlehem's  joyous  plains 
Breaks  the  first  Christmas  morn. 

C.  M.  228.  Patrick. 

Nativity  of  Christ.    • 

1  While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night, 

All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he,  —  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind,  — 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord ; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign  : 

4  "  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed. 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands. 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 
Addressed  their  joyful  song  : 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace ! 
Good-will  henceforth,  from  Heaven  to  men 
Begin  and  never  cease ! 

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H.  M.  iZt^ij,  Salisbury  Col. 

The  Song  of  Angels. 

1  Hark  !  what  celestial  sounds, 

What  music  fills  the  air ! 
Soft  warbling  to  the  morn, 
It  strikes  the  ravished  ear  : 
Now  all  is  still ;  In  tuneful  notes. 

Now  wild  it  floats.  Loud,  sweet,  and  shrill. 

2  The  angelic  hosts  descend. 

With  harmony  divine : 
See  how  from  heaven  they  bend, 

And  in  full  chorus  join  : 
"  Fear  not,"  say  they  ;     Jesus,  your  King, 
"  Great  joy  we  bring  :       Is  born  to-day." 

3  He  comes  your  souls  to  save 

From  death's  eternal  gloom; 
To  realms  of  bliss  and  light 

He  lifts  you  from  the  tomb  : 
Your  voices  raise,  Your  songs  unite 

With  sons  of  light ;  Of  endless  praise. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

Ye  mortals,  spread  the  sound, 
And  let  your  raptures  fly 

To  earth's  remotest  bound  ; 
For  peace  on  earth.  To  man  is  given. 

From  God  in  heaven.      At  Jesus'  birth. 

7s.  M.  230.  M.  W.  Hale. 

Christmas. 

1  When  in  silence,  o'er  the  deep, 
Darkness  kept  its  deathlike  sleep, 
Soon  as  God  his  mandate  spoke. 
Light  in  wondrous  beauty  broke. 

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2  But  a  beam  of  holier  light 
Gilded  Bethlehem's  lonely  night, 
When  the  glory  of  the  Lord, 
Mercy's  sunlight,  shone  abroad. 

3  "  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  to  men," 
Burst  the  glorious  anthem  then ; 
Angels,  bending  from  above. 
Joined  that  strain  of  holy  love. 

4  Floating  o'er  the  waves  of  time 
Comes  to  us  that  song  sublime, 
Bearing  to  the  pilgrim's  ear 
Words  to  soothe,  sustain,  and  cheer. 

5  For  creation's  blessed  light. 
Praise  to  thee,  thou  God  of  night! 
Seraph-strains  thy  name  should  bless 
For  the  Sun  of  Righteousness. 

11  &  lOs.  M.  231.  Hebek. 

The  Infant  Jesus. 

1  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning. 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid ; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  the  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining ; 

Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall ; 
Angels  bend  o'er  him,  in  slumber  reclining,  — 
Monarch,  Redeemer,  Restorer  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine? 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean. 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the  mine  ? 

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4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favor  secure  ; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration. 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

C.  M.  ^S^.        Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Guiding  Star. 

1  Bright  was  the  guiding  star,  that  led, 

With  mild,  benignant  ray. 

The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  bed 

Where  our  Redeemer  lay. 

2  But,  lo !  a  brighter,  clearer  light 

Now  points  to  his  abode  ; 
It  shines  through  sin  and  sorrow's  night, 
To  guide  us  to  our  Lord. 

3  O  haste  to  follow  where  it  leads  ; 

The  gracious  call  obey. 
Be  rugged  wilds,  or  flowery  meads, 
The  Christian's  destined  way. 

4  O  gladly,  tread  the  narrow  path. 

While  light  and  grace  are  given ; 
Who  meekly  follow  Christ  on  earth 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 

C.  M.  /4i*j3.  Doddridge. 

The  Mission  of  Christ. 

1  Hark,  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes  ! 
The  Saviour  promised  long ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

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9  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  poured, 
Exerts  its  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray, 
And  on  the  eyeballs  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure. 
And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace 
To  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim. 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

C.  M.  <^34 .  Christian  Psalmist. 

A  Light  to  lighten  the  Gentiles. 

1  The  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined 

Have  seen  a  glorious  light ; 
The  people  dwell  in  day,  who  dwelt 
In  death's  surrounding  night. 

2  To  hail  thy  rise,  thou  better  Sun, 

The  gathering  nations  come, 

Joyous,  as  when  the  reapers  bear 

The  harvest  treasures  home. 

3  To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born. 

To  us  a  Son  is  given  ; 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey. 
Him,  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

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4  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Whose  rule  shall  stretch  abroad, 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

5  His  power,  increasing,  still  shall  spread ; 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know ; 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above. 
And  peace  abound  below. 

C.  M.  235.  Watts. 

The  Messiah's  Coming  and  Kingdom.    Psahn  98. 

1  Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come  ! 

Let  earth  receive  her  King  : 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room. 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  !  the  Saviour  reigns  I 

Let  men  their  songs  employ ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
As  far  as  sin  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace. 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

7  &  6s.   M.  2iSi).  MONTGOMEKY. 

"  AH  nations  shall  call  Him  blessed." 

1  Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed  I 
Great  David's  greater  Son  I 

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Hail,  ill  the  time  appointed, 
His  reign  on  earth  begun  I 

He  comes  to  break  oppression, 
To  set  the  captive  free  ; 

To  take  away  transgression. 
And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  shall  come  down  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth  ; 
And  joy,  and  hope,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth. 
Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go, 
And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

3  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing 

And  daily  vows  ascend  ; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end. 
The  mountain  dew  shall  nourish 

A  seed  in  weakness  sown. 
Whose  fruit  shall  spread  and  flourish, 

And  shake  like  Lebanon. 

C.  M.  237.  Watts. 

Message  of  John  the  Baptist. 

1  John  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 

To  go  before  his  face ; 
The  herald  which  the  Prince  of  Peace 
Sent  to  prepare  his  ways. 

2  "  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,"  he  cries, 

"  That  takes  our  guilt  away  : 
I  saw  the  Spirit  o'er  his  head, 
On  his  baptizing  day. 

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3  "  Be  every  vale  exalted  high, 

Sink  every  mountain  low  ; 
The  proud  must  stoop,  and  humble  souls 
Shall  his  salvation  know. 

4  "  The  heathen  realms  with  Israel's  land 

Shall  join  in  sweet  accord  ; 
And  all  that 's  born  of  man  shall  see 
The  glory  of  the  Lord. 

5  "  Behold  the  Morning  Star  arise, 

Ye  that  in  darkness  sit ; 
He  marks  the  path  that  leads  to  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  feet." 

S.  M.  <^uo.  Needham. 

Christ  the  Light  of  the  World. 

1  Behold  the  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
The  chosen  of  the  Lord, 

God's  well-beloved  Son,  fulfils 
The  sure  prophetic  word. 

2  No  royal  pomp  adorns 

This  King  of  Righteousness  ; 
Meekness  and  patience,  truth  and  love, 
Compose  his  princely  dress. 

3  The  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 
In  rich  abundance  shed. 

On  this  great  prophet  gently  lights, 
And  rests  upon  his  head. 

4  Jesus,  thou  light  of  men ! 
Thy  doctrine  life  imparts ; 

O  may  we  feel  its  quickening  power 
To  warm  and  glad  our  hearts ! 

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5     Cheered  by  its  beams,  our  souls 

Shall  run  the  heavenly  way  : 
The  path  which  Christ  has  marked  and  trod, 
Will  lead  to  endless  day. 

C.  M.  ^*jJ.  T.  Fletcher. 

The  Baptism  of  Jesus. 

1  In  Judah's  rugged  wilderness. 

Where  Jordan  rolls  his  flood, 
In  manners  strict,  and  rude  in  dress. 
The  holy  Baptist  stood. 

2  And  while  upon  the  river's  side 

The  people  thronged  to  hear, 
"  Repent,"  the  sacred  preacher  cried  ; 
"  The  heavenly  kingdom  's  near." 

3  Now  Jesus  to  the  stream  descends  ; 

His  feet  the  waters  lave  ; 
And  o'er  his  head,  that  humbly  bends, 
The  Baptist  pours  the  wave. 

4  When,  lo  !  a  heavenly  form  appears. 

Descending  as  a  dove  ; 
And  wondrous  sounds  th'  assembly  hears, 
Proclaiming  from  above,  — 

5  "  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son  ; 

On  him  my  spirit  rests  ; 
Now  is  his  reign  of  grace  begun  ; 
Attend  his  high  behests." 

6  The  sacred  voice  has  reached  our  ear. 

And  still  through  distant  lands 
Shall  sound,  till  all  his  name  revere, 
And  honor  his  commands. 

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11  &  lOs.  M.  240.  Moore. 

Come,  ye  Disconsolate. 

1  Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish  ; 

Come,  at  the  shrine  of  God  fervently  kneel ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your 
anguish ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 

Hope,  when  all  others  die,  fadeless  and  pure, 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  saying, 
"  Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  cure." 

3  Here  see  the  bread  of  life  ;  see  waters  flowing 

Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  living  and  pure ; 
Come  to  the  feast  of  love  ;  come,  ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 

8  &  7s.  M.  241.  Madan's  Col. 

Consolation  of  Israel.    Luke  ii.  25. 

1  Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus  I 

Born  to  set  thy  people  free  ; 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us. 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee : 
Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  saints  thou  art ; 
Dear  Desire  of  every  nation, — 

Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 

2  Born  thy  people  to  deliver  ; 

Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  king ; 
Born  to  reign  in  us  for  ever. 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring  : 

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By  thine  own  life-giving  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone  ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

C.  M.  2i4i2i»  Scotch  Paraphrases. 

"  He  was  despised."     Isaiah  53. 

1  The  Saviour  comes  !  no  outward  pomp 

Bespeaks  his  presence  nigh  ; 
No  earthly  beauty  shines  in  him, 
To  draw  the  carnal  eye. 

2  Fair  as  a  beauteous,  tender  flower 

Amidst  the  desert  gi'ows, 
So,  slighted  and  despised  by  man. 
The  heavenly  Saviour  rose. 

3  Rejected  and  despised  of  men, 

Behold  a  man  of  woe ! 
Grief  was  his  close  companion  still. 
Through  all  his  life  below. 

4  Wronged  and  oppressed,  how  meekly  he 

In  patient  silence  stood ! 
Mute  as  the  peaceful,  harmless  lamb, 
When  brought  to  shed  its  blood. 

5  'Midst  sinners  low  in  dust  he  lay ; 

The  rich  a  grave  supplied  ; 
Unspotted  was  his  blameless  life  ; 
Unstained  by  sin  he  died. 

6  He  with  the  great  shall  share  the  spoil, 

And  baffle  all  his  foes  ; 
Though,  ranked  with  sinners,  here  he  fell, 
A  conqueror  he  rose. 

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L.  M.  243.  BOWEING. 

Jesus  i^reaching  the  Gospel. 

1  How  sweetly  flowed  the  Gospel's  sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace. 
When  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  reverence  filled  the  place  ! 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke. 
To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home, 
Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest  I  " 
Yes !  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust  I 
Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay  ! 

A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just. 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 

C.  M.  244.  Watts. 

Invitations  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Let  every  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  Gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

Who  feed  upon  the  wind. 
And  vainly  strive,  with  earthly  toys. 
To  fill  an  empty  mind,  — 

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3  Eternal  Wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho  !  ye  who  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die  ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  The  happy  gates  of  Gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day  ; 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

7s.  M.  <44o.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

Invitations  of  Jesus. 

1  Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice. 

Come  and  make  my  paths  your  choice : 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home  ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come  ! 

2  Thou  who,  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  baiTen  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste  ! 

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3  .^e,  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain. 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain  ; 
Ye,  whose  swoln  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  morning  rise  ; 

4  Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn. 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care  : 
A  wounded  spirit  who  can  bear  ? 

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5  Sinner,  come  !  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound ; 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

C.  M.  24ih.  Scotch  Paraphrases. 

Christ's  Invitation. 

1  Come  unto  me,  all  ye  who  mourn, 

With  guilt  and  fears  opprest, 
Resign  to  me  the  willing  heart, 
And  I  will  give  you  rest. 

2  Take  up  my  yoke,  and  learn  of  me, 

A  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
And  thus  your  weary,  troubled  souls 
Repose  and  peace  shall  find. 

a  For  light  and  gentle  is  my  yoke, 
The  burden  I  impose 
Shall  ease  the  heart  which  groaned  before 
Beneath  a  load  of  woes. 

L.  M.  2)4:1 .  Mrs.  Steele. 

Weary  Souls  invited  to  Christ. 

1  Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed. 
Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppressed  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 

O  come,  and  spread  your  woes  to  God ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

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3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt,  and  heal  your  woes ; 
Pardon  and  life  and  endless  peace. 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace ! 

4  Lord,  we  accept,  with  thankful  heart. 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart; 
We  come  with  trembling;  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind,  inviting  voice. 

5  Great  Saviour,  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove  ; 
May  that  sweet  influence  in  our  breast 
Prepare  us  for  thy  heavenly  rest. 

L.  M.  248.  Watts. 

"Take  my  j'oke  upon  you,  and  learn  of  me." 

1  Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls  ; 
Ye  heavy-laden  sinners,  come  ; 

I  '11  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  They  shall  find  rest  who  learn  of  me  ; 
I  'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 

But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

3  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 
My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ; 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light. 

4  Jesus !  we  come  at  thy  command  ; 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  form  and  guide  them  at  thy  will. 

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L.  M.  249.  Mrs.  Steele 

Example  of  Christ. 

1  And  is  the  Gospel  peace  and  love  ? 
Such  let  our  conversation  be ; 
The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife, 
On  Jesus  let  us  fix  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life  ! 

3  O  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 
How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive ! 
Be  his  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  his  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  Heavenly  Father's  will 
Was  his  employment  and  delight : 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright ! 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came. 
The  labors  of  his  life  were  love  : 

If  then  we  love  the  Saviour's  name. 
Let  his  divine  example  move. 

7s.  M.  250.  W.  EoscoE. 

The  Golden  Rule. 

1  Thus  said  Jesus :   "  Go  and  do 
As  thou  wouldst  be  done  unto  "  ; 
Here  thy  perfect  duty  see, 
All  that  God  requires  of  thee. 

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2  Wouldst  thou,  when  thy  faults  are  known, 
Wish  that  pardon  should  be  shown  ? 

Be  forgiving,  then,  and  do 

As  thou  wouldst  be  done  unto. 

3  Should  thou  helpless  be  and  poor, 
Wouldst  thou  not  for  aid  implore  ? 
Think  of  others,  then,  and  be 

What  thou  wouldst  they  should  to  thee. 

4  For  compassion  if  thou  call, 
Be  compassionate  to  all ; 

If  thou  wouldst  affection  find, 
Be  affectionate  and  kind. 

5  K  thou  wouldst  obtain  the  love 
Of  thy  gracious  God  above, 
Then  to  all  his  children  be 

What  thou  wouldst  they  should  to  thee. 

L.  M.  251.       '         Watts. 

The  Miracles  of  Christ. 

1  Behold,  the  blind  their  sight  receive  ! 
Behold,  the  dead  awake  and  live  ! 

The  dumb  speak  wonders  !  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name ! 

2  Thus  doth  the  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  his  Son  ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

3  He  dies !  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood  ; 
He  rises  I  and  appears  with  God  : 
Behold  the  Lord  ascending:  hisfh, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die ! 


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4  Hence  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 

C.  M.  /^O^.  Doddridge,  alt. 

"  I  am  the  door."    John  x.  9. 

1  Awake,  our  souls  !   and  bless  His  name, 

Whose  mercies  never  fail ; 
Who  opens  wide  a  door  of  hope. 
In  life's  o'ershadowed  vale. 

2  Behold  the  portal  wide  displayed  ! 

The  walls  how  strong  and  fair ! 
Within  are  pastures  fresh  and  green. 
And  living  streams  are  there. 

3  Enter,  my  soul,  with  cheerful  haste. 

For  Jesus  is  the  door  : 
Enter,  and  roam  or  rest,  in  peace. 
And  dwell  for  evermore. 

4  O  may  thy  grace  the  nations  lead. 

And  Jews  and  Gentiles  come, 
All  travelling,  through  one  beauteous  gate, 
To  one  eternal  home ! 


L.  M.  253.  Watts. 

The  Example  of  Jesus  Christ. 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

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JESUS    CHRIST    AND    IIlS    KINGDOM. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer  ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew. 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern ;  may  I  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Amongst  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

L.  M.  ^o4i .  Akontmous. 

"  I  am  the  Way,  the  Truth,  and  the  Life." 

1  Thou  art  the  Way ;  and  he  who  sighs. 
Amid  this  starless  waste  of  woe. 

To  find  a  pathway  to  the  skies, 
A  light  from  heaven's  eternal  glow, 

2  By  thee  must  come,  thou  Gate  of  Love, 
Through  which  the  saints  undoubting  trod ; 
Till  faith  discovers,  like  the  dove. 

An  ark,  a  resting-place  in  God. 

3  Thou  art  the  Truth,  whose  steady  day 
Beams  on  through  earthly  blight  and  bloom 
The  pure,  the  everlasting  Ray, 

The  Lamp  that  shines  e'en  in  the  tomb. 

4  Thou  art  the  Life,  the  blessed  Well, 
With  living  waters  gushing  o'er, 
Which  those  that  drink  shall  ever  dwell 
Where  sin  and  thirst  are  known  no  more. 

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6  Thou  art  the  guiding  Pillar  given, 
Our  Lamp  by  night,  our  Light  by  day ; 
Thou  art  the  Sacred  Bread  from  heaven  ; 
Thou  art  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way. 

C.  M.  255.  Episcopal  Col. 

"  I  am  the  "Wcay,  the  Truth,  and  the  Life." 

1   Thou  art  the  Way  :  by  thee  alone 
From  sin  and  death  we  flee ; 
And  they  who  would  the  Father  seek 
Must  seek  him.  Lord,  by  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth  :  thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind. 
And  purify  the  heart. 

'<■ 

3  Thou  art  the  Life  ;  the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm. 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life : 

Grant  us  that  way  to  know. 
That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to  win, 
Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 

L.  M.  256.  Gregg. 

Not  ashamed  of  Jesus. 

1  Jesus,  and  can  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ? 
Scorned  be  the  thought  by  rich  and  poor ; 
My  soul  shall  scorn  it  more  and  more. 

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2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  yes,  I  may, 
When  I  'vc  no  sins  to  wash  away. 
No  tears  to  wipe,  no  joys  to  crave, 
And  no  immortal  soul  to  save. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  tliat  dear  friend. 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ? 
No ;  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame. 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

4  Till  then,  —  nor  is  the  boasting  vain, — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ; 

And  oh !  may  this  my  portion  be. 
That  Saviour  's  not  ashamed  of  me ! 

C.  INI.  <4o7 .  Lyra  Cath.  alt. 

The  Better  Part. 

1  As  Jesus  sought  his  wandering  sheep, 

With  weary  toil  oppressed. 

He  came  to  Martha's  lowly  roof, 

A  loved  and  honored  guest. 

2  While  Martha  serves  with  busy  feet, 

In  reverential  mood. 
Meek  Mary  sits  beside  the  Lord, 
And  feeds  on  heavenly  food. 

3  And  Martha  soon  herself  draws  nigh. 

The  voice  of  love  to  hear ; 
Leaving  her  care  for  many  things. 
To  feast  on  holier  cheer. 

4  O  Thou,  who  canst  for  every  soul 

M^hat  most  it  needs  provide. 
Draw  us  to  thee,  that  we  may  share 
The  part  that  shall  abide ! 

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L.  M.  tdoo.  Doddridge. 

Christ  the  Sun  of  Righteousness. 

1  To  thee,  O  God !  we  homage  pay, 
Source  of  the  light  that  rules  the  day  ! 
Who,  while  he  gilds  all  nature's  frame, 
Reflects  thy  rays  and  speaks  thy  name. 

2  In  louder  strains  we  sing  that  grace 
Which  gives  the  Sun  of  Righteousness, 
Whose  nobler  light  salvation  brings. 
And  scatters  healing  from  his  wings. 

3  Still  on  our  hearts  may  Jesus  shine. 
With  beams  of  light  and  love  divine ; 
Quickened  by  him  our  souls  shall  live, 
And  cheered  by  him  shall  grow  and  thrive. 

4  O  may  his  glories  stand  confessed. 
From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west ; 
Successful  may  his  Gospel  run. 

Wide  as  the  circuit  of  the  sun. 

5  When  shall  that  radiant  scene  arise. 
When,  fixed  on  high,  in  purer  skies, 
Christ  all  his  lustre  shall  display 

On  all  his  saints  through  endless  day ! 

CM.  259.  Enfield. 

Example  of  Christ. 

1  Behold,  where  in  a  mortal  form 
Appears  each  grace  divine ; 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met. 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

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2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor. 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  'Midst  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood  ; 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life ; 
He  labored  for  their  good. 

4  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned  he  bowed,  and  said, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done !  " 

5  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide ! 

His  image  may  we  bear ! 
O  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps. 
His  joy  and  glory  share  ! 

L.  M.  260.  Barton. 

The  Pool  of  Bethcsda. 

1  Around  Bethesda's  healing  wave, 
Waiting  to  hear  the  rustling  wing 
Which  spoke  the  angel  nigh  who  gave 
Its  virtue  to  that  holy  spring, 

With  patience  and  with  hope  endued. 
Were  seen  the  gathered  multitude. 

2  Had  they  who  watched  and  waited  there 
Been  conscious  who  was  passing  by. 
With  what  unceasing,  anxious  care 
Would  they  liave  sought  his  pitying  eye; 

'And  craved,  with  fervency  of  soul, 
His  power  divine  to  make  them  whole  I 

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3  Bethesda's  pool  has  lost  its  power ! 
No  angel,  by  his  glad  descent, 
Dispenses  that  diviner  dower 
Which  with  its  healing  waters  went. 
But  He  whose  word  surpassed  its  wave 
Is  still  omnipotent  to  save. 

4  Saviour !  thy  love  is  still  the  same 

As  when  that  healing  word  was  spoke  ; 
Still  in  thine  all-redeeming  name 
Dwells  power  to  burst  the  strongest  yoke ; 
O  be  that  power,  that  love  displayed, 
Help  those  —  whom  thou  alone  canst  aid ! 

L.  M.  261.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 

"  It  is  I ;  be  not  afrjud." 

1  When  power  divine,  in  mortal  form, 
Hushed  with  a  word  the  raging  storm, 
In  soothing  accents  Jesus  said, 

"  Lo,  it  is  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

2  So  when  in  silence  nature  sleeps. 
And  his  lone  watch  the  mourner  keeps, 
One  thought  shall  every  pang  remove ; 
Trust,  feeble  man,  thy  Maker's  love. 

3  Blest  be  the  voice  that  breathes  from  heaven 
To  every  heart  in  sunder  riven, 

When  love,  and  joy,  and  hope,  are  fled, — 
"  Lo,  it  is  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

4  God  calms  the  tumult  and  the  storm  ; 
He  rules  the  seraph  and  the  worm  ; 
No  creature  is  by  him  forgot. 

Of  those  who  know  or  know  him  not. 

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5  And  when  the  last  dread  hour  shall  come, 
"While  shuddering  Nature  waits  her  doom, 
This  voice  shall  call  the  pious  dead, — 
"  Lo,  it  is  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

C.  M.  263.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

"  Peace  !  be  stiU  !  " 

1  Fear  was  within  the  tossing  bark, 

When  stormy  winds  grew  loud. 
And  waves  came  rolling  high  and  dark. 
And  the  tall  mast  was  bowed. 

2  And  men  stood  breathless  in  their  dread, 

And  baffled  in  their  skill ; 
But  One  was  there,  who  rose  and  said 
To  the  wild  sea,  "  Be  still  I  " 

3  And  the  wind  ceased  ;  it  ceased  !  that  word 

Passed  through  the  gloomy  sky, 
The  troubled  billows  knew  their  Lord, 
And  sank  beneath  his  eye. 

4  Thou  that  didst  rule  the  angry  hour. 

And  tame  the  tempest's  mood, 

0  send  thy  Spirit  forth  in  power 
O'er  our  dark  souls  to  brood  I 

5  Thou  that  didst  bow  the  billows'  pride. 

Thy  mandates  to  fulfil, 
Speak,  speak,  to  passion's  raging  tide, 
Speak,  and  say,  "  Peace  !  be  still ! " 

7s.  M.  /<wO*>.  MiLMAN. 

lie  rebuked  the  Wind  and  the  Sea. 

1  Lord  I  thou  didst  arise  and  say 
To  Iho  troubled  waters.  Peace! 

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And  the  tempest  died  away  ; 
Down  they  sank,  the  foaming  seas, 
And  a  calm  and  heaving  sleep 
Spread  o'er  all  the  glassy  deep  ; 
All  the  azm'e  lake  serene 
Like  another  heaven  was  seen. 

2  Lord  !  thy  gracious  word  repeat 
To  the  billows  of  the  proud  I 
Quell  the  tyrant's  martial  heat. 
Quell  the  fierce  and  changing  crowd  I 
Then  the  earth  shall  find  repose 
From  oppressions,  and  from  woes  ; 
And  an  imaged  heaven  appear 
In  the  world  of  darkness  here. 

L.  M.  264.  Bache. 

"  Greater  love  hath  no  man  than  this." 

1  "  See  how  he  loved  !  "  exclaimed  the  Jews, 
As  tender  tears  from  Jesus  fell ; 

My  grateful  heart  the  thought  pursues. 
And  on  the  theme  delights  to  dwell. 

2  See  how  he  loved,  who  travelled  on. 
Teaching  the  doctrine  from  the  skies  ; 
Who  bade  disease  and  pain  be  gone, 
And  called  the  sleeping  dead  to  rise. 

3  See  how  he  loved,  who,  firm  yet  mild^ 
Patient  endured  the  scoffing  tongue  ; 
Though  oft  provoked,  he  ne'er  reviled, 
Or  did  his  greatest  foe  a  wrong. 

4  See  how  he  loved,  who  never  shrank 
From  toil  or  danger,  pain  or  death  ; 
Who  all  the  cup  of  sorrow  drank. 
And  meekly  yielded  up  his  breath. 

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5  Such  love  can  we  unmoved  survey  ? 
O  may  our  breasts  with  ardor  glow, 
To  tread  his  steps,  his  laws  obey. 
And  thus  our  warm  affections  show ! 

C.  M.  265.  IIeber. 

Christ's  Power. 

1  The  winds  were  howling  o'er  the  deep, 

Each  wave  a  watery  hill : 
The  Saviour  wakened  from  his  sleep  ; 
He  spake,  and  all  was  still. 

2  The  madman  in  a  tomb  had  made 

His  mansion  of  despair  : 
Woe  to  the  traveller  who  strayed. 
With  heedless  footsteps,  there  ! 

3  He  met  that  glance  so  thrilling  sweet. 

He  heard  those  accents  mild ; 
And,  melting  at  Messiah's  feet. 
Wept  like  a  weaned  child. 

4  O  madder  than  the  raving  man  ! 

O  deafer  than  the  sea  ! 
How  long  the  time  since  Christ  began 
To  call  in  vain  to  me ! 

5  Yet  could  I  hear  him  once  again, 

As  I  have  heard  of  old, 
Methinks  he  should  not  call  in  vain 
His  wanderer  to  the  fold. 

L.  M.  <^OD.  EussELL. 

"  He  hath  not  where  to  laj'  his  head." 

1  O'er  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee 
The  gloom  of  twilight  gathers  fast, 

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And  on  the  waters  drearily 
Descends  the  fitful  evening  blast. 

2  The  weary  bird  hath  left  the  air 
And  sunk  into  his  sheltered  nest ; 

The  wandering  beast  has  sought  his  lair, 
And  laid  him  down  to  welcome  rest. 

3  Still,  near  the  lake,  with  weary  tread, 
Lingers  a  form  of  human  kind  ; 
And  on  his  lone,  unsheltered  head 
Flows  the  chill  night-damp  of  the  wind. 

4  Why  seeks  he  not  a  home  of  rest  ? 
Why  seeks  he  not  a  pillowed  bed  ? 
Beasts  have  their  dens,  the  bird  its  nest ; 
He  hath  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

5  Such  was  the  lot  he  freely  chose. 
To  bless,  to  save  the  human  race ; 
And  through  his  poverty  there  flows 
A  rich,  full  stream  of  heavenly  grace. 


C.  M.  267.  Moore. 

''  She  loved  much." 

1  Were  not  the  sinful  Mary's  tears 

An  offering  worthy  heaven, 
When  o'er  the  faults  of  former  years 
She  wept,  and  was  forgiven  ? 

2  When,  bringing  every  balmy  sweet 

Her  day  of  luxury  stored. 
She  o'er  her  Saviour's  hallowed  feet 
The  precious  perfume  poured, — 

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3  Were  not  those  sweets  so  humbly  shed, 

That  hair,  those  weeping  eyes. 
And  the  sunk  heart  which  inly  bled, 
Heaven's  noblest  sacrifice  ? 

4  Thou  that  hast  slept  in  error's  sleep, 

O,  wouldst  thou  wake  to  heaven, 
Like  Mary  kneel,  like  Mary  weep ; 
"  Love  much,"  and  be  forgiven  ! 

L,    M.  268.  MiLMAN. 

Christ's  Entrance  into  Jerusalem. 

1  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty ! 

Hark  !  all  the  tribes  "  Hosanna  "  cry  ! 

Thine  humble  beast  pursues  his  road. 

With  palms  and  scattered  garments  strewed. 

2  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
Tn  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die  I 

O  Christ,  thy  triumphs  now  begin. 
O'er  captive  death  and  conquered  sin. 

3  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
The  winged  squadrons  of  the  sky 

Look  down  with  sad  and  wondering  eyes 
To  see  the  approaching  sacrifice. 

4  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty ! 

Thy  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh  ! 
The  Father,  on  his  glorious  throne. 
Expects  his  own  anointed  Son. 

5  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
In  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die  ; 
Bow  thy  meek  head  to  mortal  pain, 
Then  take,  O  Christ,  thy  power,  and  reign. 

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C.  M.  269.  Wesleyan  Mag. 

Jesus  entering  Jerusalem. 

1  From  Olivet's  sequestered  seats 

What  sounds  of  transport  spread  ! 
What  concourse  moves  through  Salem's  streets, 
To  Zion's  holy  head ! 

2  Behold  him  there  in  lowliest  guise ! 

The  Saviour  of  mankind  ! 
Triumphant  shouts  before  him  rise, 
And  shouts  reply  behind  I 

3  He  came  to  earth,  —  through  life  he  passed 

A  man  of  grief  and  woe  ; 
A  noble  army  following  fast 
His  martyr  path  shall  go. 

4  All  decked  with  palms,  and  strangely  bright, 

That  noble  host  appears  ; 
And  stainless  are  their  robes  of  white. 
Though  steeped  in  blood  and  tears. 

5  From  ages  past  descends  the  lay 

To  ages  yet  to  be, 
Till  far  its  echoes  roll  away 
Into  eternity. 

S.  M.  270.  Keble. 

Christ  weeping  over  Jerusalem. 

1     Why  doth  my  Saviour  weep 

At  sight  of  Zion's  bowers  ? 
Shows  it  not  fair  from  yonder  steep. 
Her  gorgeous  crown  of  towers  ? 
Or  doth  he  feel  the  cross 
Already  in  his  heart, 
The  pain,  the  shame,  the  scorn,  the  loss,  — 
Feel  e'en  his  God  depart  ? 
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2  Ah  I  hero  ne'er,  nor  saint, 
The  secret  load  might  know 

With  which  his  spirit  waxcth  faint ; 

His  is  a  Saviour's  woe  : 

"  If  thou  hadst  known,  e'en  thou, 

At  least  in  this  thy  day, 
The  message  of  thy  peace  !  but  now 

'T  is  passed  for  aye  away." 

3  And  doth  my  Saviour  weep 
Over  his  people's  sin. 

Because  we  will  not  let  him  keep 

The  souls  he  died  to  win  ? 

Ye  hearts  that  love  the  Lord, 

If  at  this  sight  ye  burn, 
See  that  in  thought,  in  deed,  in  word. 

Ye  hate  what  made  him  mourn. 

P.  M.  271.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

"  My  soul  is  exceeding  sorrowful." 

1  He  knelt,  —  the  Saviour  knelt  and  prayed, 

When  but  his  Father's  eye 
Looked  through  the  lonely  garden's  shade, 

On  that  dread  agony ! 
Messiah  cried  with  suppliant  breath. 
Bowed  down  with  sorrow  unto  death. 

2  He  knew  them  all,  —  the  doubt,  the  strife, 

The  faint,  perplexing  dread ; 
The  mists  that  hang  o'er  parting  life. 

All  darkened  round  his  head  ; 
And  the  Deliverer  knelt  to  pray,  — 
Yet  passed  it  not,  that  cup,  away  ! 

y  It  passed  not, —  though  the  stormy  wave 
Had  sunk  beneath  his  tread ; 

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It  passed  not,  —  though  to  him  the  grave 

Had  yielded  up  its  dead. 
But  there  was  sent  him  from  on  high 
A  gift  of  strength  for  man  to  die. 

4  And  was  Ms  mortal  hour  beset 

With  anguish  and  dismay  ? 
How  may  we  meet  our  conflict  yet, 

In  the  dark,  narrow  way  ? 
How,  but  through  him,  that  path  who  trod. 
The  man  of  grief,  —  the  Son  of  God  ! 

L.  M.  Zi<Z,  Montgomery. 

Christ's  Passion. 

1  The  morning  dawns  upon  the  place, 
Where  Jesus  spent  the  night  in  prayer ; 
Through  brightening  glooms  behold  his  face, 
No  form  or  comeliness  is  there. 

2  Last  eve,  by  those  he  called  his  own, 
Betrayed,  forsaken,  or  denied. 

He  met  his  enemies  alone. 

In  all  their  malice,  rage,  and  pride. 

3  No  guile  within  his  mouth  is  found. 
He  neither  threatens  nor  complains  ; 
Meek  as  a  lamb  for  slaughter  bound. 
Dumb  'midst  his  murderers  he  remains. 

4  But  hark  I  he  prays,  —  't  is  for  his  foes  ; 
He  speaks,  —  't  is  comfort  to  his  friends  ; 
Answers,  —  and  paradise  bestows  ; 

'"T  is  finished !  "  —  here  the  conflict  ends. 

5  He  dies  :  the  veil  is  rent  in  twain  ; 
Darkness  o'er  all  the  land  is  spread ; 

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High,  without  tempest,  rolls  the  main. 
Earth  trembles,  graves  give  up  their  dead. 

6  "  Truly,  this  was  the  Son  of  God  I " 
Though  in  a  servant's  mean  disguise, — 
And  bruised  beneath  the  Father's  rod. 
Not  for  himself,  for  man  he  dies. 

L.   M.  ^iS,  BULFINCH. 

Christ  the  Sufferer. 

1  O  SUFFERING  Friend  of  human  kind  I 
How,  as  the  fatal  hour  drew  near. 
Came  thronging  on  thy  holy  mind 
The  images  of  grief  and  fear. 

2  Gethsemane's  sad  midnight  scene, 
The  faithless  friends,  the  exulting  foes, 
The  thorny  crown,  the  insult  keen, 
The  scourge,  the  cross,  before  thee  rose. 

3  Did  not  thy  spirit  shrink  dismayed. 
As  the  dark  vision  o'er  it  came  ; 

And,  though  in  sinless  strength  arrayed. 
Turn,  shuddering,  from  the  death  of  shame  ? 

4  Onward,  like  thee,  through  scorn  and  dread, 
May  we  our  Father's  call  obey, 
Steadfast  thy  path  of  duty  tread. 

And  rise,  through  death,  to  endless  day. 

L.  M.  <^74.  Christian  Psalmist. 

"  Behold  the  Man." 

1  Behold  the  man  I  how  glorious  he  ! 

Before  his  foes  he  stands  unawed, 
And,  without  wrong  or  blasphemy, 
He  claims  to  be  the  Son  of  God. 

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2  Behold  the  man  I  by  all  condemned, 
Assaulted  by  a  host  of  foes  ; 
His  person  and  his  claims"  contemned, 
A  man  of  sufferings  and  of  woes. 

y  Behold  the  man  !  so  weak  he  seems, 
His  awful  word  inspires  no  fear ; 
But  soon  must  he  who  now  blasphemes 
Before  his  judgment-seat  appear. 

4  Behold  the  man  !  though  scorned  below, 
He  bears  the  greatest  name  above  ; 
The  angels  at  his  footstool  bow. 
And  all  his  royal  claims  approve. 

7s.  M.  <^7o.  Montgomery. 

Christ  OTir  Example  in  Suffering. 

1  Go  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  temptation's  power. 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see. 
Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour. 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away. 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall, 
View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned. 
O  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 
O  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss  ; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb  ; 
There,  admiring  at  his  feet, 

Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 
God's  own  sacrifice  complete  ; 

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"  It  is  finished,"  hear  hhii  cry  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb, 
Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay; 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom  : 
Who  has  taken  him  away  ? 
Christ  is  risen  ;  he  meets  our  eyes. 
Saviour,  teach  us  so  to  rise. 

6  &  10s.  M.  276.  Martineau's  Col. 

Looking  unto  Jesus. 

1  Thou,  who  didst  stoop  below, 
To  drain  the  cup  of  woe. 

And  wear  the  form  of  frail  mortality, — 

Thy  blessed  labors  done. 

Thy  crown  of  victory  won,  — 
Hast  passed  from  earth,  passed  to  thy  home  on  high. 

2  It  was  no  path  of  flowers. 
Through  this  dark  world  of  ours, 

Beloved  of  the  Father,  thou  didst  tread  ; 

And  shall  we  in  dismay 

Shrink  from  the  narrow  way. 
When  clouds  and  darkness  are  around  it  spread  ? 

3  O  Thou,  who  art  our  life, 

Be  with  us  through  the  strife  ; 
Thy  own  meek  head  by  rudest  storms  was  bowed ; 

Raise  thou  our  eyes  above, 

To  see  a  Father's  love 
Beam,  like  a  bow  of  promise,  through  the  cloud. 

4  Our  eyes  behold  thee  not. 
Yet  hast  thou  not  forgot 

Those  who  have  placed  their  hope,  their  trust,  in  thee ; 

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Before  thy  Father's  face 
Thou  hast  prepared  a  place, 
That  where  thou  art,  there  they  may  also  be. 

6  &  lOS.    M.  277.  BULFINCH. 

Bearing  the  Cross. 

1  Burden  of  shame  and  woe  I 
How  does  the  heart  o'erflow 

At  thought  of  him  the  bitter  cross  who  bore ! 

But  we  have  each  our  own. 

To  others  oft  unknown, 
Which  we  must  bear  till  life  shall  be  no  more. 

2  And  shall  we  fear  to  tread 
The  path  where  Jesus  led. 

The  pure  and  holy  one,  for  man  who  died  ? 

Or  shall  we  shrink  from  shame. 

Endured  for  Jesus'  name, 
Our  glorious  Lord,  once  spurned  and  crucified  ? 

3  Then,  'mid  the  woes  that  wait 
On  this  our  mortal  state. 

Patience  shall  cheer  affliction,  toil,  and  loss. 
And  though  the  tempter's  art 
Assail  the  struggling  heart. 

Still,  Saviour  !  in  thy  name  we  bear  the  cross. 

7s.   M.  2i4  0,  MiLMAN. 

Christ  crucified  and  glorified. 

1  Bound  upon  the  accursed  tree. 
Faint  and  bleeding,  who  is  he  ? 
By  the  cheek  so  pale  and  wan. 
By  the  crown  of  twisted  thorn, 

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By  the  side  so  deeply  pierced. 
By  tiie  baffled,  burning  thirst, 
By  the  drooping,  death-dewed  brow, 
Son  of  Man  !  't  is  thou !  't  is  thou  ! 

2  Bound  upon  the  accursed  tree, 
Sad  and  dying,  who  is  he  ? 
By  the  last  and  bitter  cry. 
The  life  breathed  out  in  agony, 
By  the  lifeless  body  laid 

In  the  chamber  of  the  dead, 
Crucified  I  we  know  thee  now : 
Son  of  Man  !  't  is  thou  !  't  is  thou  ! 

3  Bound  upon  the  accursed  tree. 
Dread  and  awful,  who  is  he  ? 

By  the  prayer  for  them  that  slew, — 
"  Lord!  they  know  not  what  they  do," 
By  the  sealed  and  guarded  cave. 
By  the  spoiled  and  empty  grave. 
By  that  clear,  immortal  brow, 
Son  of  God  I  't  is  thou  !  't  is  thou ! 

L.  M.  ^7y.  Doddridge. 

Christ's  Submission. 

"  Father  divine !  "  the  Saviour  cried, 
While  horrors  pressed  on  every  side, 
And  prostrate  on  the  ground  he  lay, 
"  Remove  this  bitter  cup  away. 

"  But  if  these  pangs  must  still  be  borne, 
Or  helpless  man  be  left  forlorn, 
I  bow  my  soul  before  thy  throne, 
And  say.  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  ! " 

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3  Thus  our  submissive  souls  would  bow, 
And,  taught  by  Jesus,  lie  as  low  ; 
Our  hearts,  and  not  our  lips  alone, 
Would  say.  Thy  will,  not  ours,  be  done ! 

4  Then,  though,  like  him,  in  dust  we  lie. 
We  '11  view  the  blissful  moment  nigh. 
Which,  from  our  portion  in  his  pains. 
Calls  to  the  joy  in  which  he  reigns. 

L.  M.  ,^oU.  Stennett. 

«'  It  is  finished." 

1  "'Tis  finished!"  so  the  Saviour  cried, 
And  meekly  bowed  his  head  and  died : 
'"Tis  finished  !  "  yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  '"Tis  finished!"  all  that  heaven  foretold 
By  prophets  in  the  days  of  old  ; 

And  truths  are  opened  to  our  view. 
That  kings  and  prophets  never  knew. 

3  '"T  is  finished  !  "   Son  of  God,  thy  power 
Hath  triumphed  in  this  awful  hour ; 
And  yet  our  eyes  with  sorrow  see 

That  life  to  us  was  death  to  thee. 


L.  M.  <^ol.  Watts. 

Christ's  Dying,  Rising,  and  Reigning. 

He  dies  !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 
Lo,  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ; 
A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

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2  Here  's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  ; 
The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  : 
But  lo,  what  sudden  joys  we  see ! 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again  ! 

3  The  rising  Lord  forsakes  the  tomb ; 
The  tomb  in  vain  forbids  his  rise  ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

4  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns  ; 
Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains. 

5  Say,  "  Live  for  ever,  wondrous  King  ! 
Born  to  redeem  and  strong  to  save  "  ; 

Then  ask  the  monster,  "  Where  's  thy  sting  ?  " 
And  "  Where  's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave  ?  " 

7s.    M.  ^0<d.  BULFINCH. 

"  It  is  finished." 

1  It  is  finished  !  glorious  word 
From  thy  lips,  our  suffering  Lord ! 
Word  of  high,  triumphant  might, 
Ere  thy  spirit  takes  its  flight. 

It  is  finished  I  all  is  o'er ; 

Pain  and  scorn  oppress  no  more. 

2  Now,  no  more  foreboding  dread 
Shades  the  path  thy  feet  must  tread  ; 
No  more  fear  lest  in  thine  hour 
Pain  should  patience  overpower ; 
On  the  perfect  sacrifice 

Not  a  stain  of  weakness  lies. 

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3  Champion  !  lay  thine  armor  by  ; 
'T  is  thine  hour  of  victory  ! 
All  thy  toils  are  now  o'erpast ; 
Thou  hast  found  thy  rest  at  last  ; 
All  hath  faithfully  been  done, 
And  the  world's  salvation  won. 

S.  M.  <^o3.  Doddridge. 

The  attractive  Influence  of  the  Cross. 

1  Behold  the  amazing  sight, 
The  Saviour  lifted  high  ! 

Behold  the  Son  of  God's  delight 
Expire  in  agony  I 

2  For  whom,  for  whom,  my  heart, 
Were  all  these  sorrows  borne  ? 

Why  did  he  feel  that  piercing  smart. 
And  meet  that  various  scorn  ? 

3  For  love  of  us  he  bled, 
And  all  in  torture  died: 

'T  was  love,  that  bowed  his  fainting  head, 
And  oped  his  gushing  side. 

4  I  see,  and  I  adore 

In  sympathy  of  love  ; 
I  feel  the  strong,  attractive  power 
To  lift  my  soul  above. 

C.  M.  284.  Doddridge. 

Looking  in  the  Sepulchre. 

Ye  humble  souls,  that  seek  the  Lord, 

Chase  all  your  fears  away  ; 
And  bow  with  pleasure  down  to  see 

The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

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2  Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought ; 

Such  wonders  love  can  do  ; 
Thus  cold  in  death  that  bosom  lay, 
Which  throbbed  and  bled  for  you. 

3  Then  raise  your  eyes  and  tune  your  songs ; 

The  Saviour  lives  again  I 
Not  all  the  bolts  and  bars  of  death 
The  conqueror  could  detain. 

4  High  o'er  the  angelic  bands,  he  rears 

His  once  dishonored  head ; 
And  through  unnumbered  years  he  reigns, 
Who  dwelt  amonof  the  dead. 

5  With  joy  like  his  shall  every  saint 

His  empty  tomb  survey  ; 
Then  rise  with  his  ascending  Lord, 
Through  all  his  shining  way. 

7s.   M.  ,^00.  COLLTER. 

Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb ! 
Jesus  dissipates  its  gloom  ! 

Day  of  triumph  through  the  skies  ! 
See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise  I 

2  Christians,  dry  your  flowing  tears  ; 
Chase  those  unbelieving  fears; 
Look  on  his  deserted  grave  ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save. 

3  Ye  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade  ; 
Drive  your  anxious  fears  away ; 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

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4  So  the  rising  sun  appears, 

Shedding  radiance  o'er  the  spheres  ; 
So  returning  beams  of  light 
Chase  the  terrors  of  the  night. 

7s.  M.  286.  Scott. 

The  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  Angel  !  roll  the  stone  away! 
Death  !  give  up  thy  mighty  prey! 
See,  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  in  immortal  bloom. 

2  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes ! 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise  ! 
Mark  his  progress  through  the  sky, 
Up  to  radiant  worlds  on  high. 

3  Heaven  unfolds  its  crystal  gate  ; 
Enter,  in  thy  glorious  state ! 
King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne, 
'Tis  thy  Father's  and  thy  own! 

4  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs ; 
Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres  ; 
Praise  him  in  the  noblest  songs. 
Praise  him  from  ten  thousand  tongues ! 

7s.  M.  ^87.  Salisbury  Col. 

The  Ascension. 

1  Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise, 
Ravished  from  our  wishful  eyes  ; 
Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Now  ascends  his  native  heaven. 

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2  There  the  splendid  triumph  waits  ; 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ! 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene  ; 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

3  Him  though  highest  heaven  receives, 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves  ; 
Though  ascending  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

4  Ever  upwards  let  us  move. 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love  ; 
Looking  when  our  Lord  shall  come, 
Longing  for  a  heavenly  home. 

5  There  with  thee  may  we  remain, 
Partners  of  thine  endless  reign  ; 
There  thy  face  unclouded  see. 
Finding  all  our  heaven  in  thee ! 

H,  M.  ^8o.  Doddridge. 

Christ  seen  of  Angels. 

1  O  YE  immortal  throng 

Of  angels  round  the  throne, 
Join  with  our  feeble  song 

To  make  the  Saviour  known  : 
On  earth  ye  knew  His  beauteous  face 

His  wondrous  grace  ;        In  heaven  ye  view. 

2  Ye  saw  the  heaven-born  child 

In  human  flesh  arrayed, 
Benevolent  and  mild, 
And  in  a  manger  laid  ; 
And  praise  to  God,  For  such  a  birth. 

And  peace  on  earth.         Proclaimed  aloud. 

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3  Around  his  sacred  tomb 

A  willing  watch  ye  keep, 
Till  that  blest  moment  come 
To  raise  him  from  his  sleep. 
Then  rolled  the.  stone,     Yom*  rising  Lord, 
And  all  adored  With  joy  unknown. 

4  When,  all  arrayed  in  light. 

The  shining  Conqueror  rode, 
Ye  hailed  his  rapturous  flight 

Up  to  the  throne  of  God ; 
And  waved  around         And  struck  your  strings 
Your  golden  wings,        Of  sweetest  sound. 

5  The  warbling  notes  pursue. 

And  louder  anthems  raise  ; 
While  mortals  sing  with  you 

Their  own  Redeemer's  praise  : 
And  thou,  my  heart.        And  joy  the  same, 
With  equal  flame.  Perform  thy  part ! 


8  &  7s.   M.  ^89.  BOWRING. 

The  Cross  of  Christ. 

1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory. 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy. 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  ; 
Lo  I  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

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3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory. 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

7s.  M.  290.  C.  Wesley. 

Sun  of  Righteousness. 

1  Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies, 
Christ,  the  true,  the- only  light, 
Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 
Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night ! 
Dayspring  from  on  high,  be  near ! 
Day-star,  in  my  heart  appear  I 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn, 
If  thy  light  is  hid  from  me  ; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return. 

Till  thy  mercy's  beams  I  see  ; 
Till  thy  inward  light  impart 
Warmth  and  gladness  to  my  heart. 

3  Visit,  then,  this  soul  of  mine  ; 
Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief ; 
Fill  mc,  radiant  Sun  divine  ; 
Scatter  all  my  unbelief; 

More  and  more  thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 

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C.  p.  M.  291.  Medley. 

Excellency  of  Christ. 

O  COULD  we  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
O  could  we  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  in  our  Saviour  shine, 
We  'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings, 

In  notes  almost  divine. 

We  'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears. 

Exalted  on  his  throne  : 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
We  would,  to  everlasting  days. 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

O  the  delightful  day  will  come. 

When  Christ,  our  Lord,  will  bring  us  home. 

And  we  shall  see  his  face  : 
Then,  with  our  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  we  '11  spend. 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

C.  M.  292.  Duncan. 

The  Glorification  of  Christ. 

1  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  I 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altars  call ; 
Praise  him  who  shed  for  you  his  blood, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

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3  Ye  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  O  that,  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall, 
And  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

C.  M.  /dijO.  Scotch  Paraphrases. 

The  Latter  Day's  Glory. 

1  O'er  mountain-tops,  the  mount  of  God 

In  latter  days  shall  rise 
Above  the  summits  of  the  hills. 
And  draw  the  wandering  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues,  shall  flow ; 
Up  to  the  mount  of  God,  they  say. 
And  to  his  house,  we  '11  go. 

3  The  beams  that  shine  from  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land  ; 
The  king  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towers. 
Shall  the  whole  world  command. 

4  Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge. 

His  judgments  truth  shall  guide  ; 
His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 
And  crush  the  sinner's  pride. 

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5  No  war  shall  rage,  nor  hostile  strife 

Disturb  those  happy  years  ; 
To  ploughshares  men  shall  beat  their  swords, 
To  pruninghooks  their  spears. 

6  No  longer  hosts  encountering  hosts 

Shall  crowds  of  slain  deplore  ; 
They  '11  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hall, 
And  study  war  no  more. 

C.  M.  294.  MooKE. 

The  Latter  Day. 

1  Who  shall  behold  the  glorious  day, 

When,  throned  on  Zion's  brow, 
The  Lord  shall  rend  the  veil  away 

Which  hides  the  nations  now ! 
When  earth  no  more  beneath  the  fear 

Of  His  rebuke  shall  lie  ; 
When  pain  shall  cease,  and  every  tear 

Be  wiped  from  every  eye. 

2  Then  shall  the  world  no  longer  mourn 

Beneath  oppression's  chain  ; 
The  days  of  splendor  shall  return, 

And  all  be  new  again. 
The  fount  of  life  shall  then  be  quaffed 

In  peace  by  all  who  come, 
And  every  wind  that  blows  shall  waft 

Some  long-lost  exile  home. 

L.  M.  295.  E.  Taylor. 

Christ  our  Life. 

1  There  's  not  a  hope  with  comfort  fraught. 
Triumphant  over  death  and  time, 

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Bat  Josus  mingles  in  the  thought, 
Forcruiiiier  of  our  course  sublime. 

2  His  image  meets  me  in  the  hour 
Of  joy,  and  brightens  every  smile  ; 

I  see  him,  when  the  tempests  lower, 
Each  terror  soothe,  each  grief  beguile. 

3  I  see  him  in  the  daily  round 
Of  social  duty,  mild  and  meek  ; 

With  him  I  tread  the  hallowed  ground, 
Communion  with  my  God  to  seek. 

4  I  see  his  pitying,  gentle  eye. 
When  lonely  w^ant  appeals  for  aid  ; 
I  hear  him  in  the  frequent  sigh, 

That  mourns  the  waste  which  sin  has  made. 

5  I  meet  him  at  the  lowly  tomb ; 

I  weep  where  Jesus  wept  before  ; 

And  there,  above  the  grave's  dark  gloom, 

I  see  him  rise,  and  weep  no  more. 

L.  M.  296.  Watts. 

Christ's  Kingdom.    Psalm  72. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made. 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

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3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim. 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains  ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

5  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King, 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again. 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen  ! 

L.  M.  297.  Wesley's  Col. 

Glorying  in  Clirist. 

1  Let  not  the  wise  their  wisdom  boast ; 
The  mighty  glory  in  his  might ; 

The  rich  in  flattering  riches  trust. 
Which  take  their  everlasting  flight. 

2  The  rush  of  numerous  years  bears  down 
The  most  gigantic  sti'ength  of  man  ; 
And  where  is  all  his  wisdom  gone. 
When  dust  he  turns  to  dust  again  ? 

3  The  Lord,  my  righteousness,  I  praise, 
I  triumph  in  the  love  divine. 

The  wisdom,  wealth,  and  strength  of  grace 
In  Christ  through  endless  ages  mine. 

C.  M.  298.  Watts. 

Moses  and  Christ. 

I  Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke  ; 

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Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke  ; 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Zion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  the  innumerable  host 

Of  angels,  clothed  in  light ! 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just. 
Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight ! 

4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there. 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven  ; 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  sins  to  be  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 

Bat  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  Head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

6  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest : 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is 
Must  be  for  ever  blest. 


C.  M.  i^JiJ.  Montgomery. 

Singing  the  Song  of  the  Redeemed. 

Sing  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand 

Around  the  eternal  throne, 
Of  every  kindred,  clime,  and  land, 

A  multitude  unknown. 

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JESUS    CHRIST    AND    HIS    KINGDOM. 

2  Life's  poor  distinctions  vanish  here  ; 

To-day,  the  young,  the  old, 
Our  Saviour  and  his  flock,  appear 
One  Shepherd  and  one  fold. 

3  Toil,  trial,  suffering,  still  await 

On  earth  the  pilgrim's  throng ; 
Yet  learn  we,  in  our  low  estate. 
The  Church  Triumphant's  song. 

4  "  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain," 

Cry  the  redeemed  above, 
"  Blessing  and  honor  to  obtain, 
And  everlasting  love." 

5  "  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  on  earth  we  sing, 

"  Who  died  our  souls  to  save ; 
Henceforth,  O  Death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 
Thy  victory,  O  Grave?" 

6  Then  hallelujah !  power  and  praise 

To  God  in  Christ  be  given  : 
May  all  who  now  this  anthem  raise 
Renew  the  song  in  heaven ! 

CM.  300.  C.Wesley. 

The  Communion  of  Saints. 

1  The  saints  bn  earth  and  those  above 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
Joined  to  their  Lord  in  bonds  of  love, 
All  of  his  grace  partake. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him  : 

One  Church  above,  beneath  ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

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3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  O  God,  be  thou  our  constant  guide  ! 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given. 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

8&7s.  M.  301.  CowpER. 

Futxire  Peace  and  Glory  of  the  Church. 

1  Hear  what  God,  the  Lord,  hath  spoken : 

"  O  my  people,  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken. 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you  ; 
Scenes  of  heartfelt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways  ; 
You  shall  name  your  walls  salvation. 

And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise. 

2  "There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 

Pleasures  without  end  shall  flow ; 
For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 

All  his  bounty  shall  bestovv^: 
Still  in  undisturbed  possession 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign ; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression. 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 

3  "  Ye,  no  more  your  suns  descending. 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see  ; 
But,  your  griefs  for  ever  ending. 

Find  eternal  noon  in  me  : 
God  shall  rise,  and,  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night ; 


JESUS    CHRIST   AND    HIS    KINGDOM. 

He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  glory, 
God  your  everlasting  light." 

8  &  7s.  M.  302.  J.  Newton. 

Zion,  the  City  of  God. 

1  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 
He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken 
Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

2  On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
Thou  mayst  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

3  See  !  the  streams  of  living  waters. 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
We]l  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters. 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 

4  *Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  to  assuage  ? 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  Giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

lOs.  M.  303.  Pope. 

Predicted  Glory  of  the  Messiah's  Kingdom. 

1  Rise,  crowned  with  light,  imperial  Salem,  rise ! 
Exalt  thy  towering  head,  and  lift  thine  eyes  ! 
See  heaven  its  sparkling  portals  wide  display. 
And  break  upon  thee  in  a  flood  of  day  ! 

2  See  a  long  race  thy  spacious  courts  adorn. 
See  future  sons  and  daughters  yet  unborn. 
In  crowding  ranks  on  every  side  arise. 
Demanding  life,  impatient  for  the  skies  ! 

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3  See  barbarous  nations  at  thy  gates  attend, 
Walk  in  thy  light,  and  in  thy  temples  bend ! 

See  thy  bright  altars  thronged  with  prostrate  kings, 
While  every  land  its  joyous  tribute  brings. 

4  The  seas  shall  waste,  the  skies  to  smoke  decay, 
Rocks  fall  to  dust,  and  mountains  melt  away ; 
But  fixed  his  word,  his  saving  power  remains ; 
Thy  realm  shall  last,  thy  own  Messiah  reigns. 

S.  M.  oU4.  Montgomery. 

The  Good  Shepherd  and  his  Flock. 

1  Green  pastures  and  clear  streams. 
Freedom  and  quiet  rest, 

Christ's  flock  enjoy,  beneath  his  beams, 
Or  in  his  shadow,  blest. 

2  Secure  amidst  alarms 
From  violence  or  snares, 

The  lambs  he  gathers  in  his  arms. 
And  in  his  bosom  bears. 

3  The  wounded  and  the  weak 
He  comforts,  heals,  and  binds  ; 

The  lost  he  came  from  heaven  to  seek. 
And  saves  them  when  he  finds. 

4  Conflicts  and  trials  done. 
His  glory  they  behold. 

Where  Jesus  and  his  flock  are  one. 
One  Shepherd  and  one  fold. 

C.  M.  305.  A.  C.  CoxE. 

The  Church  founded  on  a  Rock. 

1   O  WHERE  are  kings  and  empires  now 
Of  old  that  went  and  came  ? 

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But  Holy  Church  is  praying  yet, 

A  thousand  years  the  same. 
Mark  ye  her  holy  battlements, 

And  her  foundations  strong ; 
And  hear  within  her  solemn  voice, 

And  her  unendina:  sons:. 

2  For  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world 

The  Holy  Church  of  God ! 
Though  earthquake  shocks  are  rocking  her, 

And  tempests  are  abroad, 
Unshaken  as  eternal  hills, 

Immovable  she  stands, — 
A  mountain  that  shall  fill  the  earth, 

A  fane  unbuilt  by  hands. 

lis.  M.  306.  Anonymous. 

The  Church,  victorious. 

1  Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness  ; 
Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no  more  : 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  daystar  of  gladness ; 
Arise,  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes  ;  but  the  arm  that  subdued 

them. 
And  scattered  their  legions,  was  mightier  far ; 
They  fled  like  the  chaff"  from  the  scourge  that 

pursued  them  ; 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  war. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion,  the  power  that  hath  saved  thee 
Extolled  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should  be ; 
Shout,  for  the  foe  is  desti'oyed  that  enslaved  thee ; 
The  oppressor  is  vanquished,  and  Zion  is  free. 

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C.  M.  <JU7,  FllOTHINGHAM. 

The  Church. 

1  O  Lord  of  life,  and  truth,  and  grace, 

Ere  nature  was  begun ! 
Make  welcome  to  our  erring  race 
Thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son. 

2  We  hail  the  Church  built  high  o'er  all 

The  heathen's  rage  and  scoff; 

Thy  providence  its  fenced  wall, — 

"  The  Lamb  the  light  thereof." 

3  Thy  Christ  hath  reached  his  heavenly  seat 

Through  sorrows  and  through  scars ; 
The  golden  lamps  are  at  his  feet, 
And  in  his  hand  the  stars. 

4  O  may  he  walk  among  us  her.e, 

With  his  rebuke  and  love ; 
A  brightness  o'er  this  lower  sphere, 
A  ray  from  worlds  above. 

7s.  M.  308.  TOPLADY. 

Christ  the  Rock  of  Ages. 

1  KocK  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me. 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  side,  a  healing  flood. 
Be  of  fear  and  sin  the  cure  ; 

Save  from  wrath,  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know. 
This  for  sin  could  not  atone  ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone : 

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In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring ; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown. 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me. 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

L.  M.  309.  Watts. 

"  Lo,  I  am  with  you  always." 

1  Thus  spake  the  Saviour,  when  he  sent 
His  ministers  to  preach  his  word : 
They  through  the  world  obedient  went. 
And  spread  the  Gospel  of  their  Lord  : 

2  "  Go  forth^  ye  heralds,  in  my  name ; 
Bid  all  the  world  my  grace  receive ; 
The  Gospel  jubilee  proclaim. 

And  call  them  to  repent  and  live. 

3  "  The  joyful  news  to  all  impart. 
And  teach  them  where  salvation  lies  ; 
Bind  up  the  broken,  bleeding  heart, 
And  wipe  the  tear  from  weeping  eyes. 

4  "  Be  wise  as  serpents  where  you  go, 
But  harmless  as  the  peaceful  dove. 

And  let  your  heaven-taught  conduct  show 
That  you  're  commissioned  from  above. 

5  "  All  power  is  vested  in  my  hands ; 
I  will  protect  you  and  defend  ; 
Whilst  thus  you  follow  my  commands, 
I  'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end." 

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L.  M.  310.  Watts. 

Excellency  of  the  Christian  Religion. 

1  Let  everlasting  glories  crown 

Thy  head,  rny  Saviour  and  my  Lord ; 
Thy  hands  have  brought  salvation  down, 
And  stored  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 

2  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 
Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon  ; 
With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 
Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 

3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree  ! 
How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands  I 
Thy  promises,  how  strong  they  be  ! 
How  firm  our  hope  and  comfort  stands ! 

4  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 
Assault  my  faith  with  treacherous  art, 
I  'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies. 

And  bind  the  Gospel  to  my  heart. 

7s.  M.  oXl.  Ancient  Hymns. 

Rejoicing  in  Christ. 

1  Dear  thy  memory.  Saviour  blest. 
In  the  true  believer's  breast ; 
Musing  on  thy  precious  name, 
Purest  joys  his  heart  inflame. 

2  By  the  ear  or  tuneful  tongue 
Naught  so  sweet  is  heard  or  sung  ; 
Naught  the  mind  can  dwell  upon 
Sweet  as  God's  beloved  Son. 

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3  Thou  the  contrite  sinner's  stay, 
Who  thy  goodness  can  display  ? 
How  to  those  who  seek  thee  kind ! 
What,  ah  I  what,  to  those  who  find  ? 

4  Tongue  can  speak  not  their  delight, 
Nor  can  pen  of  man  indite  ; 

None  can  know,  but  they  who  prove, 
What  it  is  their  Lord  to  love. 

S.  M.  312.  Watts. 

God's  Mercy  in  Christ. 

1  Raise  your  triumphant  songs 
To  an  immortal  tune  ; 

Let  all  the  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  love 
Its  best  Beloved  chose. 

And  bade  him  raise  our  ruined  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears. 
No  terror  clothes  his  brow. 

No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears  ; 
Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love. 
And  take  the  offered  peace. 


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7s.  M.  313.  C.  Wesley. 

Christ  a  Refuge. 

1  Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
Wliile  the  nearer  waters  roll, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  high  : 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  be  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 

O  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 
Helpless  hangs  my  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  O  leave  me  not  alone  ! 
Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 
All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 
With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 
More  than  all  in  thee  I  find  ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint. 
Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art ; 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart; 
Rise  to  all  eternity. 

CM.  314.  R.  Baxter. 

Christ  our  Guide  and  our  "Wisdom. 

Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 
Than  he  went  through  before : 

He  that  into  God's  kingdom  comes 
Must  enter  by  this  door. 

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JESUS    CHRIST    AND    IIIS    KINGDOM. 

2  Come,  Lord,  when  grace  hath  made  me  meet 

Thy  blessed  face  to  see  ; 
For  if  thy  work  on  earth  be  sweet, 
What  must  thy  glory  be  ? 

3  Then  I  shall  end  my  sad  complaints, 

And  weary,  sinful  days. 
And  join  with  those  triumphant  saints 
That  sing  Jehovah's  praise. 

4  My  knowledge  of  that  life  is  small ; 

The  eye  of  faith  is  dim  ; 
But  't  is  enough  that  Christ  knows  all, 
And  I  shall  be  with  him ! 

C.  M.  «31o.  Gaskell. 

The  Heralds  of  the  Cross. 

1  Forth  went  the  heralds  of  the  cross, 

No  dangers  made  them  pause ; 
They  counted  all  the  world  but  loss. 
For  their  great  Master's  cause. 

2  Through  looks  of  fire,  and  words  of  scorn, 

Serene  their  path  they  trod  ; 
And,  to  the  dreary  dungeon  borne, 
Sang  praises  unto  God. 

3  Friends  dropped  the  hand  they  clasped  before. 

Love  changed  to  cruel  hate  ; 
And  home  to  them  was  home  no  more ; 
Yet  mourned  they  not  their  fate. 

4  In  all  his  dark  and  dread  array, 

Death  rose  upon  their  sight; 
But  calmly  still  they  kept  their  way, 
And  shrank  not  from  the  fight. 

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5  They  knew  to  whom  their  trust  was  given, 
They  could  not  doubt  his  word  ; 
Before  them  beamed  the  light  of  heaven, 
The  presence  of  their  Lord. 

S-  M.  olo.  Ancient  Hymns. 

Thanks  for  all  Saints. 

1  For  all  thy  saints,  O  God, 
Who  strove  in  Christ  to  live. 

Who  followed  him,  obeyed,  adored. 
Our  grateful  hymn  receive. 

2  For  all  thy  saints,  O  God, 
Accept  our  thankful  cry. 

Who  counted  Christ  their  great  reward, 
And  strove  in  him  to  die. 

3  They  all,  in  life  and  death. 
With  him,  their  Lord,  in  view. 

Learned  from  thy  Holy  Spirit's  breath 
To  suffer  and  to  do. 

4  For  this,  thy  name  we  bless. 
And  humbly  beg  that  we 

May  follow  them  in  holiness. 
And  live  and  die  in  thee. 


CM.  olT.  Anonymous. 

"  We  look  for  new  heavens  and  a  new  earth." 

We  wait  in  faith,  in  prayer  we  wait. 

Until  the  happy  hour 
When  God  shall  ope  the  morning  gate, 

By  his  almighty  power. 

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2  We  wait  in  faith,  and  turn  our  face 

To  where  the  daylight  springs ; 
Till  Christ  shall  come  earth's  gloom  to  chase, 

With  healing  on  his  wings. 

* 

3  And  even  now,  amid  the  gray, 

The  East  is  brightening  fast. 
And  kindling  to  that  perfect  day 
Which  never  shall  be  past 

4  We  wait  in  faith,  we  wait  in  prayer. 

Till  that  blest  day  shall  shine. 
When  earth  shall  fruits  of  Eden  bear, 
And  all,  O  God,  be  thine ! 

5  O,  guide  us  till  our  night  is  done  ! 

Until,  from  shore  to  shore. 
Thou,  Lord,  our  everlasting  sun, 
Art  shining  evermore ! 

C.  M.  »5Xo.        Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Christian  Zion.    Psalm  48. 

1  With  stately  towers  and  bulwarks  strong, 

Unrivalled  and  alone. 
Loved  theme  of  many  a  sacred  song, 
God's  holy  city  shone. 

2  Thus  fair  was  Zion's  chosen  seat, 

The  glory  of  all  lands ; 
Yet  fairer,  and  in  strength  complete. 
The  Christian  temple  stands. 

3  The  faithful  of  each  clime  and  age 

This  glorious  Church  compose; 
Built  on  a  rock,  -^vith  idle  rage 
The  threatening  tempest  blows. 

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4  Til  vain  may  hostile  bands  alarm, 
For  God  is  her  defence  ; 
How  weak,  how  powerless  each  arm, 
Against  Omnipotence! 

7s.  M.  ox  J.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Future  Glory  of  the  Church.    Psalm  67. 

1  On  thy  Church,  O  Power  Divine, 
Cause  thy  glorious  face  to  shine  ; 
Till  the  nartions  from  afar 

Hail  her  as  their  guiding  star ; 
Till  her  sons,  from  zone  to  zone. 
Make  thy  great  salvation  known. 

2  Then  shall  God,  with  lavish  hand, 
Scatter  blessings  o'er  the  laiid  ; 
Earth  shall  yield  her  rich  increase, 
Every  breeze  shall  whisper  peace, 
And  the  world's  remotest  bound 
With  the  voice  of  praise  resound. 

L.  M.  32ij,  Butcher. 

Final  Acceptance  of  all  the  Righteous. 

From  north  and  south,  from  east  and  west, 
Advance  the  myriads  of  the  blest : 
From  every  clime  of  earth  they  come, 
And  find  in  heaven  a  common  home. 

In  one  immortal  throng  we  view 
Pagan  and  Christian,  Greek  and  Jew; 
But,  all  their  doubts  and  darkness  o'er, 
One  only  God  they  now  adore. 

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3  Howe'er  divided  here  below, 

One  bliss,  one  spirit,  now  they  know ; 
Though  some  ne'er  heard  of  Jesus'  name, 
Yet  God  admits  their  honest  claim. 

4  On  earth,  according  to  their  light. 
They  aimed  to  practise  what  was  right ; 
Hence  all  their  errors  are  forgiven, 
And  Jesus  welcomes  them  to  heaven. 


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BAPTISM  AND  THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

C.  M.  o^l.  Doddridge. 

Offering  of  Children  in  Baptism. 

1  See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand, 

With  all-engaging  charms  ; 
Hark !  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms ! 

2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,"   he  cries, 

"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
For  't  was  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands. 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee ; 
Joyful,  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  oftspring  be. 

4  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

God's  guardian  care  we  trust : 
That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts. 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dust. 

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C.  M.  SZ<^.  Anonymous. 

Christ  blessing  Children. 

1  On,  through  Judaea's  palmy  plain, 

By  Jordan's  silvery  shore. 
The  Saviour  leads  the  thronging  train, 
Who  follow  to  implore. 

2  'Midst  youth,  and  sire,  and  blooming  maid. 

He  marked  the  listening  child  ; 
His  hand  upon  its  head  he  laid. 
And  blest  in  accents  mild. 

3  Lord,  though  no  more  thy  hallowed  form 

Can  greet  our  children's  sight, 
O  grant,  whilst  life  their  breasts  shall  warm, 
Thy  words  may  guide  them  right. 

4  They  may  not  feel  thine  earthly  touch  ; 

But  be  thy  Spirit  given. 
To  make  them  holy  ;  "  for  of  such 
The  kingdom  is  of  heaven." 

8  &  7s.  M.  0^3.  Anonymous. 

The  Lambs  offered  to  the  Good  Shepherd. 

1  Saviour  I  who  thy  flock  art  feeding. 

With  the  shepherd's  kindest  care. 
All  the  feeble  gently  leading, 

While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share ;  — 

2  Thou,  our  little  ones  receiving. 

Fold  them  in  thy  gi-acious  arm  ; 
There,  we  know,  —  thy  word  believing, — 
Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 

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THE    LORD  S    SUPPER. 

3  Never,  from  thy  pasture  roving, 

Let  them  be  to  sin  a  prey  ; 
Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving, 

Keep  them  in  life's  doubtful  way: 

4  Then  within  thy  fold  eternal 

Let  them  find  a  resting-place  ; 
Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal,  '4}^? 

Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace.       ^t^ 

C.  M.  32i4:.  Stennett. 

Infants  in  the  Arms  of  Jesus. 

1  Thy  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord  ! 

And  see  it  all  divine  ; 
Thine  image  trace  in  every  word, 
Thy  love  in  every  line. 

2  With  joy  I  see  a  thousand  charms 

Spread  o'er  thy  gentle  face, 
While  infants,  in  thy  tender  arms. 
Receive  the  smiling  grace. 

3  "  I  take  these  little  lambs,"  said  he, 

"  And  lay  them  on  my  breast ; 
Protection  they  shall  find  in  me. 
In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  "  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose. 

But  not  dissolve  my  love  ; 
Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above." 

5  His  words,  ye  happy  parents,  hear. 

And  say  to  Love  Divine, 
"  Dear  Saviour,  all  we  have  and  are 
Shall  be  for  ever  thine." 

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THE    CHRISTIAN    ORDINANCES. 

C.  M.  325.  Watts. 

The  Promise  to  Believers  and  their  Children. 

How  large  the  promise,  how  divine, 
To  Abraham  and  his  seed ! 

"  I  '11  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supplying  all  their  need." 

2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 

From  age  to  age  endm-e ; 
The  angel  of  the  covenant  proves, 
And  seals  the  blessings  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms 

To  our  great  Father  given  ; 
He  takes  young  children  in  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  Our  God  !  —  how  faithful  are  his  ways  ! 

His  love  endures  the  same ; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace 
Blots  out  our  children's  name. 

C.    M.  326.  PlEKPONT. 

The  Hymn  of  the  Last  Supper. 

1  The  winds  are  hushed  ;  the  peaceful  moon 

Looks  down  on  Zion's  hill ; 
The  city  sleeps  ;  't  is  night's  calm  noon. 
And  all  the  streets  are  still. 

2  How  soft,  how  holy,  is  the  light ! 

And  hark !  a  sweet,  low  song. 
As  gently  as  these  dews  of  night. 
Floats  on  the  air  along. 


THE    LORD  S    SUPPER. 

3  Affection's  wish,  devotion's  prayer, 

Are  in  that  holy  strain ; 
And  hope  and  love  and  trust  are  there, 
And  triumph,  won  through  pain. 

4  'T  is  Jesus  and  his  faithful  few 

That  soul-deep  hymn  who  pour ;  — 
O  Christ  I  may  we  the  song  renew, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

L.  M.  327.  Watts. 

Institution  of  the  Lord's  Supper. 

1  Before  the  mournful  scene  began. 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blessed  and  brake  : 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  I 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake  ! 

2  "  This  is  my  body  broke  for  sin  ; 
Keceive  and  eat  the  living  food  "  : 

Then  took  the  cup,  and  blessed  the  wine,- 
"  'T  is  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood." 

3  "  Do  this,"  he  said,   "  till  time  shall  end, 
In  memory  of  your  dying  Friend  ; 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 

4  Jesus  I  thy  feast  w^e  celebrate  ; 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

C.  M.  328.  Frothingham. 

"  He  -was  known  of  them  in  breaking  of  Bread." 

I  "  Remember  me,"  the  Saviour  said, 
On  that  forsaken  night, 

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When  from  his  side  his  nearest  fled, 
And  death  was  close  in  sight. 

2  Through  all  the  following  ages'  track 

The  world  remembers  yet ; 
With  love  and  worship  gazes  back, 
And  never  can  forget. 

3  But  who  of  us  has  seen  his  face, 

Or  heard  the  words  he  said  ? 
And  none  can  now  his  look  retrace. 
In  breaking  of  the  bread. 

4  O  blest  are  they  who  have  not  seen. 

But  yet  believe  him  still ! 
They  know  him  when  his  praise  they  mean. 
And  when  they  do  his  will. 

5  We  hear  his  truth  along  our  way. 

We  see  his  light  above, 
Remember,  when  we  watch  and  pray. 
Remember,  when  we  love. 

7s.  M.  3^9.  Alford. 

"  How  much  owest  thou  unto  thy  Lord  ?  " 

1  Glory  of  thy  Father's  face  I 
Fountain  deep  of  love  and  grace  ! 
Who,  Lord,  can  repay  thee  thus. 
As  thou  gav'st  thyself  for  us  ? 

2  What  to  thee  should  we  reply, 
Who  for  us  didst  bleed  and  die. 

If  thou  shouldst  the  question  make, 
"  What  have  ye  done  for  my  sake?  " 

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THE    lord's    supper. 

3  Hard  in  heart,  in  action  weak, 
Lord,  thy  grace  divine  we  seek : 
Set  us  from  our  bondage  free ; 
Draw  us,  and  we  follow  thee. 

C.  M.  o30.  Birmingham  Col. 

"  I  have  given  you  an  Example." 

1  Ye  followers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Who  round  his  table  draw ! 
Remember  what  his  spirit  was, 
What  his  peculiar  law. 

2  The  love  which  all  his  bosom  filled 

Did  all  his  actions  guide  ; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  lived  and  taught ; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  died. 

3  Let  each  the  sacred  law  fulfil ; 

Like  his  be  every  mind ; 
Be  every  temper  formed  by  love, 
And  every  action  land. 

4  Let  none  who  call  themselves  his  friends, 

Disgrace  the  honored  name  ; 
But  by  a  near  resemblance  prove 
The  title  which  they  claim. 

7s.  M.  «3ul.  Bo  WRING. 

Communion  Hymn. 

1  Not  with  terror  do  we  meet 
At  the  board  by  Jesus  spread  ; 
Not  in  mystery  drink  and  eat 
Of  the  Saviour's  wine  and  bread. 


THE    CHKISTIAN    ORDINANCES. 

2  'T  is  his  memory  we  record, 
'T  is  his  virtues  we  proclaim  ; 
Grateful  to  our  honored  Lord, 
Here  we  bless  his  sacred  name. 

3  See  him,  on  the  dreadful  day 
Of  his  mortal  agony, 

Break  the  bread,  and  hear  him  say, 
"  Eat  of  this,  and  think  of  me  I " 

4  See  him  standing  on  the  brink 
Of  the  tomb  ;  and  hark,  he  cries, 
"  Take  the  cup,  and,  as  ye  drink, 
O  remember  him  who  dies  !  " 

5  Yes,  we  will  remember  thee, 
Friend  and  Saviour  ;  and  thy  feast 
Of  all  services  shall  be 

Holiest  and  welcomest. 

L.  M.  33^,  Dublin  Col. 

"  This  do  in  remembrance  of  me." 

1  "  Eat,  drink,  in  memory  of  your  friend!  " 
Such  was  our  Master's  last  request ; 
Who  all  the  pangs  of  death  endured. 
That  we  might  live  for  ever  blest. 

2  Yes,  we  '11  record  thy  matchless  grace, 
Thou  dearest,  tenderest,  best  of  friends  ! 
Thy  dying  love  the  noblest  praise 

Of  long  eternity  transcends. 

3  'T  is  pleasure  more  than  earth  can  give. 
Thy  goodness  through  these  veils  to  see  ; 
Thy  table  food  celestial  yields. 

And  happy  they  who  sit  with  thee. 

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4  But  oil  I  what  vast,  transporting  joys 
Shall  fill  our  breasts,  our  tongues  inspire, 
When,  joined  with  the  celestial  train. 
Our  grateful  souls  thy  love  admire  ! 

S*  M.  OOO.  Doddridge. 

Communion  Ilj'mn. 

1  Our  Heavenly  Father  calls, 
And  Christ  invites  us  near  ; 

With  both  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

2  God  pities  all  my  griefs  ; 
He  pardons  every  day  ; 

Almighty  to  protect  my  soul, 
And  wise  to  guide  my  way. 

3  Jesus,  my  living  Head, 

I  bless  thy  faithful  care  ; 
Mine  advocate  before  the  throne, 
And  my  forerunner  there. 

4  Here  fix  my  roving  heart, 
Here  wait  my  warmest  love. 

Till  the  communion  be  complete 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 

C.  M.  oo4.  Paradise  St.  Col. 

Reflections  on  tlie  Death  of  Jesus. 

1   With  warm  affection  let  us  view. 
With  pious  joy  improve. 
The  peaceful  and  impressive  scene 
Of  Jesus'  dying  love. 

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2  Not  all  the  malice  of  his  foes 

His  pity  could  subdue ; 
"  Forgive  them,  Father  !  "  he  exclaimed  ; 
"  They  know  not  what  they  do." 

3  O  what  a  love  was  here  displayed, 

Beyond  our  utmost  thought ! 
How  pure  the  lessons,  how  sublime. 
In  life  and  death  he  taught ! 

4  Let  not  his  sacred  truths  by  us 

Be  lost  or  misapplied  ; 
Nor  let  our  thoughtless  hearts  forget 
That  't  was  for  us  he  died. 

7s.  M.  335.  Phatt's  Col. 

Christ  the  Bread  from  Heaven. 

1  Bread  of  heaven  !  on  thee  we  feed. 
For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed ; 
Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 

With  this  true  and  living  bread  ! 

2  Vine  of  heaven  !  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice  ; 

Lord,  thy  wounds  our  healing  give  ; 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 

3  Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
Through  the  life  of  Him  who  died, 
Lord  of  Life !   O  let  us  be 
E-ooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee  I 

C.  M.  o3o.  Montgomery. 

"  This  do  in  remembrance  of  me." 

1  According  to  thy  gracious  word. 
In  meek  humility, 

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This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, 
I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be ; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget, 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see. 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat. 
And  not  remember  thee? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice  ! 
I  must  remember  thee. 

5  Remember  thee,  and  all  thy  pains. 

And  all  thy  love  to  me  ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains. 
Will  I  remember  thee. 

6  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 

And  mind  and  memory  flee. 
When  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 
Jesus,  remember  me. 

C.  M.  337.  E.  Taylor. 

For  the  Lord's  Supper. 

1  "  O  NOT  for  these  alone  I  pray," 
The  dying  Saviour  said, 
Though  on  his  breast  that  moment  lay 
The  loved  disciple's  head, — 

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2  Though  to  his  eye  that  moment  sprung 

The  kind,  the  pitying  tear 
For  those  that  eager  round  him  hung, 
His  words  of  love  to  hear,  — 

3  "  O  not  for  these  alone  I  pray  ; 

Bat  all  of  mortal  race 
Who  hear  my  word  and  choose  my  way 
Have  in  my  heart  a  place." 

4  Sweet  is  the  thought,  when  here  we  meet, 

His  feast  of  love  to  share  ; 
And,  'mid  the  toils  of  life,  how  sweet 
The  memory  of  his  prayer ! 

S.  M.  338.  Paradise  St.  Col. 

The  Saviour  commemorated. 

1  Jesus,  the  Friend  of  man. 
Invites  us  to  his  board  : 

The  welcome  summons  we  obey, 
And  own  our  gracious  Lord. 

2  Here  we  survey  that  love 
Which  spoke  in  every  breath, 

Which  crowned  each  action  of  his  life, 
And  triumphed  in  his  death. 

3  Then  let  our  powers  unite. 
His  sacred  name  to  raise  ; 

Let  grateful  joy  fill  every  mind. 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 

4  And  while  we  share  the  gifts 
Which  from  his  Gospel  flow, 

O  may  our  hearts,  to  all  mankind. 
With  warm  affection  glow. 

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C.  M.  ooy.  Gaskell. 

Following  after  Jesus. 

1  In  vain  we  thus  recall  to  mind 

The  cross  our  Master  bore, 
Unless  a  holier  strength  we  find, 
And  love  his  spirit  more. 

2  May  we,  like  him,  though  thanked  with  ill, 

Insulted,  and  withstood. 
In  hope  and  patience  labor  still 
To  do  our  brethren  good. 

3  Like  him  may  we,  unmurmuring,  go 

Our  heaven-appointed  way. 
And  learn,  'midst  gathering  storms  of  woe, 
"  God's  will  be  done  I  "  to  say. 

C.  M.  340.  J.  Newton. 

Prayer  for  those  who  join  the  Church. 

1  Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those 

Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 
This  day  have  solemnly  declared 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

2  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 

And  run  the  Christian  race. 
And,  through  the  trials  of  the  way. 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

3  Lord,  plant  us  all  into  thy  death, 

That  we  thy  life  may  prove, — 
Partakers  of  thy  cross  beneath, 
And  of  thy  crown  above. 

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THE    CHRISTIAN    ORDINANCES. 

CM.  341.  E.  Taylor. 

Hymn  for  the  Lord's  Supper. 

1  Not  here,  where  met  to  think  on  Hhn 

"Whose  latest  thoughts  were  ours, 
Shall  mortal  passions  come  to  dim 
The  prayer  devotion  pours. 

2  No,  gracious  Master,  not  in  vain 

Thy  life  of  love  hath  been  ; 
The  peace  thou  gavest  may  yet  remain, 
Though  thou  no  more  art  seen. 

3  "  Thy  kingdom  come  "  ;  we  watch,  we  wait, 

To  hear  thy  cheering  call ; 
When  heaven  shall  ope  its  glorious  gate, 
And  God  be  all  in  all. 


S.  M.  342.  FURNESS. 

A  Communion  Hymn. 

[     Here,  in  the  broken  bread. 

Here,  in  the  cup  we  take. 
His  body  and  his  blood  behold. 

Who  suffered  for  our  sake. 

2  Yes,  that  our  souls  might  live. 
Those  sacred  limbs  were  torn. 

That  blood  was  spilt,  and  pangs  untold 
Were  by  the  Saviour  borne. 

3  O  Thou  who  didst  allow 
Thy  Son  to  suffer  thus. 

Father,  what  more  couldst  thou  have  done 
Than  thou  hast  done  for  us  ? 

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4  We  are  persuaded  now, 
That  nothing  can  divide 

Thy  children  from  thy  boundless  love, 
Displayed  in  Him  who  died  ;  — 

5  Who  died  to  make  us  sure 
Of  mercy,  truth,  and  peace, 

And  from  the  power  and  pains  of  sin 
To  bring  a  full  release. 

C.  M.  o4«J.  Frothingham. 

"  He  took  bread  and  gave  tharLks.-' 

1  The  Son  of  God  gave  thanks 

Before  the  bread  he  broke  ; 
How  high  that  calm  devotion  ranks 
Among  the  words  he  spoke  ! 

2  Thanks,  'mid  those  troubled  men;  — 

Thanks,  at  that  deathly  hour  ;  — 
The  world's  dark  prince  advancing  then 
With  all  his  rage  and  power. 

3  Thanks,  o'er  that  loaf's  dread  sign ;  — 

Thanks,  o'er  that  bitter  food;  — 
And  o'er  the  cup,  that  was  not  wine, 
But  sorrow,  fear,  and  blood. 

4  And  shall  our  griefs  resent 

What  God  appoints  as  best, 
When  he,  in  all  things  innocent. 
Was  yet  in  all  distressed  ? 

5  Shall  we  unthankful  be 

For  all  our  blessings  round, 
When  in  the  press  of  agony 

Such  room  for  thanks  he  found  ? 

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6  O  shame  us,  Lord,  —  whatever 
The  fortunes  of  our  days,  — 
If,  chastened,  we  are  weak  to  bear, 
If,  favored,  slow  to  praise ! 

C.  M.  344.  Watts. 

Song  of  the  Lamli. 

1  Come,  let  us  jom  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry. 

To  be  exalted  thus  ; 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply. 
For  he  hath  died  for  us. 

3  Let  all  who  dwell  above  the  sky, 

In  air,  on  earth,  in  seas. 
Conspire  to  lift  his  glories  high. 
And  speak  his  endless  praise. 

C.  M.  345.  Harris. 

Close  of  Communion. 

1  Come,  and  before  we  bid  adieu, 

And  the  communion  end, — 
Come,  in  a  hynin  the  praise  renew 
Of  our  exalted  Friend. 

2  Thousfh  in  the  blissful  realms  above 

His  brighter  glories  shme  ; 
Though  there  the  soul,  with  purer  love, 
Shall  hail  the  light  divine;  — 

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3  Yet  there  are  mild  enlivening  rays 

Diffused  around  us  here  ;  — 

And  the  kind  tokens  he  conveys 

Make  his  remembrance  dear. 

4  O  let  us,  then,  his  praise  repeat 

In  our  most  grateful  strains, 
Till  with  his  people  we  shall  meet 

In  glory,  where  he  reigns. 

If" 

CM.  346.  S.  Oilman. 

For  the  Communion. 

1  O  God,  accept  the  sacred  hour 

Which  we  to  thee  have  given  ; 
And  let  this  hallowed  scene  have  power 
To  raise  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  Still  let  us  hold,  till  life  departs, 

The  precepts  of  thy  Son, 
Nor  let  our  thoughtless,  thankless  hearts 
Forget  what  he  has  done. 

3  His  true  disciples  may  we  live. 

From  all  corruption  free, 
And  humbly  learn,  like  him,  to  give 
Our  powers,  our  wills,  to  thee. 

8  &.7s.  M.  347.  Exeter  Col. 

After  Communion. 

I   From  the  table  now  retiring, 

Which  for  us  the  Lord  hath  spread. 
May  our  souls,  refreshment  finding. 
Grow  in  all  things  like  our  Head. 

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THE    CHRISTIAN    ORDINANCES. 

2  His  example  by  beholding, 

May  our  lives  his  image  bear ; 

Him  om'  Lord  and  Master  calling, 

His  commands  may  we  revere. 

3  Love  to  God  and  men  displaying. 

Walking  steadfast  in  his  way, 
Joy  attend  us  in  believing, 

Peace  from  God  through  endless  day. 

7  «&  6s.  M.  o4o.  From  the  German. 

"  He  bowed  his  head,  and  gave  up  the  ghost."  » 

1  O  SACRED  Head,  now  wounded. 

With  gi'ief  and  shame  weighed  down, 
So  scornfully  surrounded. 

With  thorns  thine  only  crown, 
How  art  thou  pale  with  anguish. 

With  sore  abuse  and  scorn  ! 
How  do  those  features  languish. 

Which  once  were  fah'  as  morn ! 

2  What  language  shall  I  borrow 

To  thank  thee,  dearest  Friend, 
For  this  thy  dying  sorrow. 
This  love  that  knew  no  end  ? 

0  make  me  thine  for  ever ! 
And  should  I  fainting  be. 

Lord,  let  me  never,  never 
Outlive  my  love  to  thee ! 

7s.  M.  349.  Wesleyan. 

Communion  Hymn. 

1  Jesus,  we  thy  promise  claim ; 
We  are  met  in  thy  dear  name  ; 
In  the  midst  do  thou  appear. 
Manifest  thy  presence  here ! 

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2  Sanctify  us,  Lord,  and  bless  ; 
Breathe  thy  spirit,  give  thy  peace  ; 
Thou  thyself  within  us  move  ; 
Make  our  feast  a  feast  of  love  ! 

3  Give  to  us  thy  humble  mind, 
Patient,  fearless,  just,  and  kind ; 
Meek  and  lowly  let  us  be. 
Full  of  goodness,  full  of  thee. 

4  Still,  O  Lord,  our  faith  increase, 
Give  to  us  the  fruits  of  peace, 
And  may  love  the  token  be. 

That  we  have  communed  with  thee. 

5  Make  us  all  in  thee  complete ; 
Make  us  all  for  glory  meet,  — 
Meet  to  appear  before  thy  sight. 
Partners  with  the  saints  in  light. 

7s.   M.  350.  PlERPONT. 

Communion  Ilymn. 

1  While  to  lips  with  praise  that  glow 
This  communion  cup  we  press. 
Holy  Father,  let  us  grow 

More  like  Him  we  here  confess. 

2  Reconcile  us  by  thy  Son, 

In  whose  name  on  thee  we  call ; 
Make  us  perfect,  all  in  one, 
We  in  him,  and  thou  in  all. 

3  While  we  here  remember  thee. 
Who  wast  for  our  ransom  slain. 
Let  thy  love,  thy  purity. 
Saviour,  in  our  souls  remain. 

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4  Father,  while  we  break  this  bread, 
And  thy  Christ  remember  thus, 
Make  us  one  with  him,  our  Head, 
Thou  in  him,  and  he  in  us. 

C.  M.  ool.  Anonymous. 

Parting  Hymn. 

1  Through  thee  as  we  together  came, 

In  singleness  of  heart. 
And  met,  O  Jesus  I  in  thy  name, 
So  in  thy  name  we  part. 

2  Nearer  to  thee  our  spirits  lead, 

And  still  thy  love  bestow. 
Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  spotless  here  below. 

3  When  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray, 

Leave  us  not  comfortless. 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlasting  peace. 


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C.  M.  3o^.  Keble. 

The  Descent  of  the  Spirit. 

1  When  God,  of  old,  came  down  from  heaven, 
In  power  and  wrath  he  came ; 
Before  his  feet  the  clouds  were  riven, 
Half  darkness  and  half  flame. 

9  But  when  he  came  the  second  time, 
He  came  in  power  and  love ; 
Softer  than  gales  at  morning  prime 
Hovered  his  holy  Dove. 

3  The  fires  that  rushed  on  Sinai  down 

In  sudden  torrents  dread, 
Now  gently  light,  a  glorious  crown, 
On  everv  sainted  head. 

4  Like  arrows  went  those  lightnings  forth. 

Winged  with  the  sinner's  doom  ; 
But  these,  like  tongues,  o'er  all  the  earth 
Proclaiming  life  to  come. 

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8,  6,  &  4s.  M.  353.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Holy  Ghost  the  Comforter. 

1  Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 
His  tender,  last  farewell, 

A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed, 
With  us  to  dwell. 

2  He  came  in  tongues  of  living  flame, 
To  teach,  convince,  subdue  ; 

All  powerful  as  the  wind  he  came, 
As  viewless  too. 

3  He  came  sweet  influence  to  impart, 
A  gracious,  willing  guest, 

While  he  can  find  one  humble  heart 
Wherein  to  rest. 

4  And  his  that  gentle  voice  we  hear, 
Soft  as  the  breath  of  even. 

That  checks  each  fault,  that  calms  each  fear, 
And  speaks  of  heaven. 

5  And  every  virtue  we  possess. 
And  every  victory  won. 

And  every  thought  of  holiness. 
Are  his  alone. 

6  Spirit  of  purity  and  grace. 
Our  weakness  pitying  see  ; 

O  make  our  hearts  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  worthier  thee. 


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C.  M.  354.  Watts. 

Prayer  for  the  Spirit. 

1  Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers. 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  our&. 

2  In  vain  we  tunc  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
Hosannahs  languish  on  our  tongues. 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

3  Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

L.  M.  oOO.  Browne. 

Prayer  for  the  Spirit. 

1  Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide; 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  To  us  the  light  of  truth  display, 

And  make  jis  know  and  choose  thy  way  ; 

Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 

That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

.T  Lead  us  to  holiness,  —  the  road 

Which  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God ; 
,  Lead  us  to  Christ,  —  the  living  way, — 
Nor  let  us  from  his  precepts  stray ;  — 

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4  Lead  us  to  God,  —  our  final  rest,  — 
To  be  with  him  for  ever  blest ; 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  its  bliss  to  share, — 
Fulness  of  joy  for  ever  there. 

L.  M.  356.  Wesley's  Col. 

For  the  Direction  of  God's  Spirit. 

1  Leader  of  Israel's  host,  and  Guide 
Of  all  who  seek  the  land  above, 
Beneath  thy  shadow  we  abide. 
The  cloud  of  thy  protecting  love  ; 

Our  strength  thy  grace,  our  rule  thy  word, 
Our  end  the  glory  of  the  Lord. 

2  By  thine  unerring  Spirit  led, 
"We  shall  not  in  the  desert  stray ; 
We  shall  not  full  direction  need. 
Nor  miss  our  providential  way ; 
As  far  from  danger  as  from  fear. 
While  Love,  almighty  Love,  is  near. 

S.  M.  007.  Wesleyan. 

For  a  Holy  Heart. 

1  Great  Source  of  life  and  light, 
Thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 

And  by  thy  holy  Spirit  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart :  , 

My  soul  would  cleave  to  thee ; 

Let  naught  my  purpose  move  ; 
O  let  my  faith  more  steadfast  be. 

And  more  intense  my  love  ! 

2  Imbue  my  constant  mind 
With  deep  humility, 

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And  let  an  ardent  zeal  be  joined 

With  perfect  charity ; 

That  grace  to  me  impart, 

With  meekness  to  reprove, 
To  hate  the  sin  with  all  my  heart, 

And  still  the  sinner  love. 

3     Long  as  my  trials  last. 

Long  as  the  cross  I  bear, 
O  let  my  soul  on  thee  be  cast 

In  confidence  and  prayer  I 

Conduct  me  to  the  shore 

Of  everlasting  peace. 
Where  storm  and  tempest  rise  no  more, 

Where  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

C.  M.  OOO.  Heber. 

Pentecost. 

Spirit  of  truth  !  on  this,  thy  day. 

To  thee  for  help  we  cry. 
To  guide  us  through  the  dreary  way 

Of  dark  mortality ! 

We  ask  not,  Lord,  thy  cloven  flame. 
Or  tongues  of  various  tone  ; 

But  long  thy  praises  to  proclaim 
With  fervor  in  our  own. 

We  mourn  not  that  prophetic  skill 
Is  found  on  earth  no  more  ; 

Enough  for  us  to  trace  thy  will 
In  Scripture's  sacred  lore. 

We  neither  have  nor  seek  the  power 

III  demons  to  control ; 
But  thou,  in  dark  temptation's  hour, 

Shalt  chase  them  from  the  soul. 

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5  No  heavenly  harpings  soothe  our  ear, 

No  mystic  dreams  we  share  ; 

Yet  hope  to  feel  thy  comfort  near, 

And  bless  thee  in  our  prayer. 

6  When  tongues  shall  cease,  and  power  decay 

And  knowledge  empty  prove. 
Do  thou  thy  trembling  servants  stay. 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  love ! 

7s.  M.  OOJ,  Wesleyan. 

For  the  Divine  Light. 

1  Light  immortal !   Light  divine  ! 
Visit  thou  these  hearts  of  thine  ; 
If  thou  take  thy  grace  away, 
Nothing  pure  in  man  will  stay. 

2  Heal  our  wounds,  —  our  strength  renew ; 
On  our  dryness  pour  thy  dew  ; 

Wash  the  stains  of  guilt  away  ; 
Guide  the  steps  that  go  astray. 

3  Give  us  comfort  when  we  die  ; 
Give  us  life  with  thee  on  high  ; 
In  thy  sevenfold  gifts  descend  ; 
Give  us  joys  which  never  end. 

S.  M.  360.  Episcopal  Col 

•  Christ's  InvitationB. 

1     The  Spirit,  in  our  hearts. 

Is  whispering,  "  Sinner,  come  "  ; 
The  Bride,  the  Church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  "  Come  !  " 

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2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 
To  all  about  him,  "  Come  ! " 

Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come  ! 

3  Yes,  whosoever  wiU, 
O  let  him  freely  come, 

And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life  ; 
'T  is  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo  !   Jesus,  who  invites, 
Declares,  "  I  quickly  come  "  : 

Lord,  even  so  I  I  wait  thine  hour  ; 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  come  I 

L.  M.  oOl.  Montgomery. 

Prayer  for  the  Influences  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 

1  O  Spirit  of  the  living  God! 
In  all  thy  plenitude  of  grace. 
Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
Descend  on  our  benighted  race. 

2  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light ; 
Confusion,  order  in  thy  path  : 

Souls  without  strength  inspire  with  might, 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath. 

3  O  Spirit  of  the  Lord  I  prepare 

All  the  round  earth  her  God  to  meet ; 
Breathe  thou  abroad  like  morning  air, 
Till  hearts  of  stone  begin  to  beat. . 

4  Baptize  the  nations  ;  far  and  nigh 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record ; 
The  name  of  Jesus  glorify. 

Till  every  kindred  call  him  Lord. 

2sr) 


THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 

L.  M.  OO^.  Drtden. 

Divine  Light  and  Guidance  implored. 

1  O  SOURCE  of  uncreated  light, 

By  whom  the  worlds  were  raised  from  night, 
Come,  visit  every  pious  mind ; 
Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind. 

2  Plenteous  in  grace,  descend  from  high. 
Rich  in  thy  matchless  energy  : 
From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  us  temples  worthy  thee. 

3  Cleanse  and  refine  our  earthly  parts. 
Inflame  and  sanctify  our  hearts. 
Our  frailties  help,  our  vice  control. 
Submit  the  senses  to  the  soul. 

4  Thrice  holy  Fount !  thrice  holy  Fire  ! 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire  ; 
Make  us  eternal  truths  receive. 

Aid  us  to  live  as  we  believe. 

5  Chase  from  our  path  each  noxious  foe. 
And  peace,  the  fruit  of  love,  bestow  ; 
And,  lest  our  feet  should  step  astray, 
Protect  and  guide  us  in  our  way. 

6&4s.  M.  363.  Markiot. 

Let  there  be  Light. 

1  Thou,  whose  almighty  word 
Chaos  and  darkness  heard, 

And  took  their  flight ! 

Hear  us,  we  humbly  pray. 

And  where  the  Gospel  day 

Sheds  not  its  glorious  ray. 

Let  there  be  light ! 

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THE    HOLY   SPIRIT. 

2  Thou,  who  didst  come  to  bring, 
On  thy  redeeming  wing, 

Healing  and  sight ; 
Health  to  the  sick  in  mind  ; 
Light  to  the  inly  blind ; 
O  now  to  all  mankind 

Let  there  be  light  I 

3  Descend  thou  from  above, 
Spirit  of  truth  and  love. 

Speed  on  thy  flight! 
Move  o'er  the  waters'  face, 
Spirit  of  hope  and  grace. 
And  in  earth's  darkest  place 

Let  there  be  light ! 

L.  M.  364.  Border's  Col. 

Qmckening  Spirit. 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind. 
And  lit  me  to  approach  my  God  ; 
Remove  each  vain,  each  worldly  thought, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  blest  abode. 

2  Hast  thou  imparted  to  my  soul 
A  living  spark  of  holy  fire  ? 

O  kindle  now  the  sacred  flame. 
And  make  me  burn  with  pure  desire. 

3  A  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart, 
And  let  me  now  my  Saviour  see  ; 

O  soothe  and  cheer  my  burdened  heart. 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest  in  thee. 

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THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 

L.  M.  obo.  Beddome. 

Teachings  of  the  Spirit. 

1  Come,  blessed  Spirit,  source  of  light, 
Whose  power  and  grace  are  unconfined, 
Dispel  the  gloomy  shades  of  night, 
The  thicker  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  To  mine  illumined  eyes  display 
The  glorious  truth  thy  word  reveals  ; 
Cause  me  to  run  the  heavenly  way; 
The  book  unfold,  unloose  the  seals. 

3  Thine  inward  teachings  make  me  know 
The  mysteries  of  redeeming  love, 

The  emptiness  of  things  below. 
The  excellence  of  things  above. 

4  While  through  this  dubious  maze  I  stray, 
Spread,  like  the  sun,  thy  beams  abroad. 
To  show  the  dangers  of  the  w^ay. 

And  guide  my  feeble  steps  to  God. 

7s.  M.  36o.  Stocker. 

For  the  Holy  Spirit. 

1  Gracious  Spirit,  Love  divine ! 
Let  thy  light  within  me  shine  ; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove. 
Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart ; 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart : 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

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THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 

3  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray, 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine  ; 
Keep  me,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

L.  M.  367.  Kippon'sCol. 

Spiritual  Influences  compared  to  Rain. 

1  The  dews  and  rains,  in  all  their  store, 
Watering  the  pastures  o'er  and  o'er, 
Are  not  so  copious  as  that  grace 
Which  sanctifies  and  saves  our  race. 

2  As,  in  soft  silence,  vernal  showers 
Descend  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers, 
So,  in  the  secrecy  of  love. 

Falls  the  sweet  influence  from  above. 

3  That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find 
In  holy  silence  of  the  mind. 

While  every  grace  maiMains  its  bloom. 
Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

4  Nor  let  these  blessings  be  confined 
To  me,  but  poured  on  all  mankind ; 
Till  earth's  wild  wastes  in  verdure  rise. 
And  a  new  Eden  bless  our  eyes. 

7  &  6s.  M.  «3uo.  Wesleyan. 

Tlie  AHiispers  of  tlio  Spirit. 

1   Open,  Lord,  my  inward  ear. 
And  bid  my  heart  rejoice  ; 
Bid  my  quiet  spirit  hear 
The  comfort  of  thy  voice  ; 


THE    HOLY   SPIRIT. 

Never  in  the  whirlwind  found, 

Or  where  earthquakes  rock  the  place, 

Still  and  silent  is  the  sound. 
The  whisper  of  thy  grace. 

2  From  the  world  of  sin  and  noise 

And  tumult  I  withdraw ; 
For  the  small  and  inward  voice 

I  wait  with  humble  awe  ; 
Silent  am  I  now  and  still, 

Dare  not  in  thy  presence  move ; 
To  my  waiting  soul  reveal 

The  secret  of  thy  love. 

C.    M.  369.  DODDBIDGE. 

The  Spirit  desired. 

1  Great  Father  of  our  feeble  race. 

Behold,  thy  servants  wait ; 
With  longing  eyes  and  lifted  hands. 
We  flock  around  thy  gate. 

2  O  shed  abroad  that  royal  gift. 

Thy  Spirit,  from  above. 
To  bless  our  eyes  with  sacred  light. 
And  fire  our  hearts  with  love. 

3  Blest  earnest  of  eternal  joy. 

Declare  our  sins  forgiven. 
And  bear,  with  energy  divine. 
Our  raptured  thoughts  to  heaven. 

4  Diffuse,  O  God,  refreshing  showers. 

That  earth  its  fruit  may  yield. 
And  change  this  barren  wilderness 
To  Carmel's  flowery  field. 

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H.  M.  o70.  Campbell's  Col. 

Pleading  the  Promise  of  tlie  Spirit. 

1  O  Tiiou  that  hcarest  prayer, 

Attend  our  humble  cry, 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessing  from  on  high  : 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word  ; 
Grant  us  thy  holy  Spirit,  Lord. 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  children  when  they  cry,  — 
If  they,  with  love  sincere, 

Their  varied  wants  supply,  — 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display, 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

3  Our  Heavenly  Father,  thou  ; 

We,  children  of  thy  grace  : 
O  let  thy  Spirit  now 

Descend  and  fill  the  place  : 
So  shall  we  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 

4  O  may  that  sacred  fire. 

Descending  from  above. 
Our  languid  hearts  inspire 

With  fervent  zeal  and  love  : 
Enlighten  our  beclouded  eyes, 
And  teach  our  grovelling  souls  to  rise. 

5  And  send  thy  Spirit  down 

On  all  the  nations.  Lord,  ' 

With  great  success  to  crown 
The  preachi^ig  of  thy  word, 
Till  heathen  lands  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  cast  their  idol  gods  away. 

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THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 

7s.  M.  oTX.  Bathurst. 

The  Teaching  Spirit. 

1  Holy  Spirit,  from  on  high 
Bend  o'er  us  a  pitying  eye  ; 
Now  refresh  the  drooping  heart, 
Bid  the  power  of  sin  depart. 

2  Light  up  every  dark  recess 
Of  our  heart's  ungodliness  ; 
Show  us  every  devious  way 
Where  our  steps  have  gone  astray. 

3  Teach  us,  ^^dth  repentant  grief. 
Humbly  to  implore  relief ; 
Then  the  Saviour's  love  reveal. 
And  our  broken  spirits  heal. 

4  May  we  daily  grow  in  grace, 
And  pursue  the  heavenly  race. 
Trained  in  wisdom,  led  by  love. 
Till  we  reach  our  rest  above. 

S.  M.  372.  Hart. 

For  the  Spirit. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come! 
Let  thy  bright  beam  arise  ; 

Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  all  of  sin  ; 
Lead  us  to  thine  abode, 

And  to  our  wondering  view  reveal 
Thy  mercies,  O  our  God ! 

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3  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 
Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 

And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  'T  is  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 
To  sanctify  the  soul, 

To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part. 
And  new-create  the  whole. 

5  Dwell,  Spirit,  in  our  hearts  ! 
Our  minds  from  bondage  free  ; 

Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love, 
And  rise  at  length  to  thee. 

C.  M.  o7o.  Salisbury  Col. 

Divine  Aid  implored. 

1  Thine  influence,  mighty  God !  is  felt 

Through  nature's  ample  round  ; 
In  heaven,  on  earth,  through  air  and  skies, 
Thy  energy  is  found. 

2  Thy  sacred  influence.  Lord !  we  need 

To  form  our  hearts  anew ; 
O  cleanse  our  souls  from  every  sin. 
And  thy  salvation  show ! 

3  Father  of  light !  thine  aid  impart 

To  guide  our  doubtful  way ; 
Thy  truth  shall  scatter  every  cloud, 
And  make  a  glorious  day. 

4  Supported  by  thy  heavenly  grace, 

We  '11  do  and  bear  thy  will ; 
That  grace  shall  make  each  burden  light, 
And  every  murmur  still. 

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L.  M.  374.  CoMPAN.  Htmn-Book. 

The  Soul  thirsting  for  God. 

1  Fountain  of  all-sufficient  bliss, 

To  men  below,  to  saints  above. 
Fulness  of  joy  in  thee  there  is. 
Fulness  of  light,  fulness  of  love. 

2  Enter,  and  fill  my  waiting  mind  ; 

Give  me  that  peace,  that  calm  repose. 
Which  self-complacence  cannot  find, 
Which  self-abasement  only  knows. 

3  To  thee  my  inmost  soul  aspires  ; 

To  thee  I  plight  my  solemn  vows  ; 
Keep  me  from  all  impure  desires, 
And  all  my  best  affections  rouse. 

4  Fit  me  to  join  thy  saints  on  high. 

Who  brightly  shine  in  bliss  complete ; 
"    Who  view  thy  glorious  majesty, 

And  cast  their  crowns  before  thy  feet. 


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L.  M.  o7o.  Book  op  Hyjins. 

"  I  will  arise,  and  go  to  my  father." 

1  To  thine  eternal  arms,  O  God, 
Take  us,  thine  erring  children,  in  ; 
From  dangerous  paths  too  boldly  trod, 
From  wandering  thoughts  and  dreams  of  sin. 

2  Those  arms  were  round  our  childish  ways, 
A  guard  through  helpless  years  to  be  ; 

O  leave  not  our  maturer  days ! 
We  still  are  helpless  without  thee. 

3  We  trusted  hope,  and  pride,  and  strength  : 
Our  strength  proved  false,  our  pride  was  vain, 
Our  dreams  have  faded  all  at  length, — 

We  come  to  thee,  O  Lord,  again  I 

4  A  guide  to  trembling  steps  yet  be ! 
Give  us  of  thine  eternal  powers  ! 
So  shall  our  paths  all  lead  to  thee. 
And  life  smile  on  like  childhood's  hours. 

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L.  M.  376.  Watts. 

Seeking  Pardon  and  Aid.    Psalm  51. 

1  O  Thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart. 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light. 

Cast  out  and  banished  from  thy  sight; 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore. 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring  ; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

5  O  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue  ! 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song ; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 

L.  M.  377.  Wesley's  Col. 

Prayer  for  Forgiveness  and  Renewal. 

1  Forgive  us,  for  thy  mercy's  sake. 
Our  multitude  of  sins  forgive  ! 
And  for  thy  own  possession  take, 
And  bid  us  to  thy  glory  live  ; 
Live  in  thy  sight,  and  gladly  prove 
Our  faith,  by  our  obedient  love. 

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2  The  covenant  of  forgiveness  seal, 
And  all  thy  mighty  wonders  show  I 
Our  hidden  enemies  expel ; 
And,  conquering  them,  to  conquer  go, 
Till  all  of  pride  and  wTath  be  slain. 
And  not  one  evil  thought  remain  I 

2  O  put  it  in  our  inward  parts, 
The  living  law  of  perfect  love ! 
Write  the  new  precept  on  our  hearts  ; 
We  shall  not  then  from  thee  remove. 
Who  in  thy  glorious  image  shine, 
Thy  people,  and  for  ever  thine  ! 

L.  M.  378.  Watts. 

"~  Pleading  for  Pardon.    Psalm  51. 

1  Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

Great  God  !  thy  nature  hath  no  bound  ; 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

2  O  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

jj  Yet  save  the  trembling  sinner.  Lord, 

Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

7s.  M.  o7y.  Anonymous. 

The  Prodigal. 

1  Brother,  hast  thou  wandered  far 
From  thy  Father's  happy  home, 

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PENITENCE    AlsID    PARDON. 

With  thyself  and  God  at  war  ? 
Turn  thee,  brother,  homeward  come ! 

2  Hast  thou  wasted  all  the  powers 
God  for  noble  uses  gave  ? 
Squandered  life's  most  golden  hours  ? 
Turn  thee,  brother,  God  can  save  I 

a  Is  a  mighty  famine  now 
In  thy  heart  and  in  thy  soul  ? 
Discontent  upon  thy  brow  ? 
Turn  thee,  God  will  make  thee  whole! 

4  He  can  heal  thy  bitterest  wound, 
He  thy  gentlest  prayer  can  hear ; 
Seek  him,  for  he  may  be  found  ; 
Call  upon  him  ;  he  is  near. 

L.  M.  ooU.  Beddome. 

Inconstancy  lamented. 

1  The  wandering  star  and  fleeting  wind 
Are  emblems  of  the  fickle  mind  ; 

The  morning  cloud  and  early  dew. 
Bring  our  inconstancy  to  view. 

2  But  cloud  and  wind,  and  dew  and  star, 
Only  a  faint  resemblance  bear  ; 

Nor  can  there  aught  in  nature  be 
So  changeable  and  frail  as  we. 

;}  Our  outward  walk  and  inward  frame 
Are  scarcely  through  an  hour  the  same ; 
We  vow,  and  straight  our  vows  forget, 
And  then  those  very  vows  repeat. 

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4  With  contrite  hearts,  Lord,  we  confess 
Our  folly  and  unsteadfastness  ; 
When  shall  these  hearts  more  stable  be. 
Fixed  by  thy  grace  alone  on  thee! 

S.  M.  uol.  Ancient  Hymns. 

Prayer  for  Pardon. 

1  Before  thy  mercy's  throne, 
Thy  succor,  Lord,  we  seek  ; 

For  thou  art  good  and  great  alone  ; 
All  helpless  we,  and  weak. 

2  Like  sheep  that  go  astray. 
Our  wilful  course  we  've  run. 

From  what  thou  wouldst,  have  turned  away, 
And  what  thou  wouldst  not,  done. 

3  To  us  belong  dismay 

Of  heart,  and  shame  of  face  ; 
To  thee,  our  sorrows  to  allay, 
And  all  our  guilt  efface  ;  — 

4  To  us,  confession  meek, 
The  penitential  prayer ; 

To  thee,  the  words  of  peace  to  speak, 
The  contrite  heart  to  spare. 

5  Pour,  for  the  Saviour's  sake. 
Thy  spirit's  healthful  dew 

On  those  who  fain  would  sin  forsake, 
And  thy  pure  ways  pursue. 

L.  M.  OO-^.  AKONY3IOUS. 

In  Spiritual  Doadncss. 

1   O  Thou,  who  all  things  dost  control. 
Chase  this  dead  slumber  from  my  soul ! 

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PENITENCE    AND    PARDON. 

With  reverent  joy,  with  loving  awe, 
Give  me  to  keep  thy  perfect  law. 

2  O  let  a  ray  from  thy  pure  light 

Pierce  through  the  gathering  shades  of  night ! 
Touch  my  cold  breast  with  heavenly  fire. 
And  holy,  conquering  faith  inspire. 

3  This  deadly  slumber  when  I  feel 
Afresh  upon  my  spirit  steal, 

Then,  Lord,  descend  with  quickening  power, 
And  wake  me,  that  I  sleep  no  more ! 

C.  M.  *jO«3.  Doddridge. 

The  Voice  of  Divine  Pardon. 

1  My  Father,  let  me  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  words  of  peace, 
And  all  my  warmest  powers  shall  join 
To  celebrate  the  grace. 

9  With  gentle  smile  call  me  thy  child, 
And  speak  my  sins  forgiven; 
The  accents  mild  shall  charm  mine  ear 
All  like  the  harps  of  heaven. 

3  Cheerful,  where'er  thy  hand  shall  lead. 

The  darkest  path  I  '11  tread ; 
Cheerful  I  '11  quit  these  mortal  shores. 
And  mingle  with  the  dead. 

4  When  dreadful  guilt  is  done  away, 

No  other  fears  we  know  ; 
That  hand  which  scatters  pardons  down, 
Shall  crowns  of  life  bestow. 

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L,    M.  tJ04.  DODDHIDGE. 

CommuniDg  with  our  Hearts. 

1  Keturn,  my  roving  heart,  return, 

And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  more ; 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  Wisdom  and  pleasure  dwell  at  home ; 
Retired  and  silent  seek  them  there  ; 
True  conquest  is  ourselves  t'  o'ercome, 
True  strength  to  break  temptation's  snare. 

3  And  thou,  my  God,  whose  piercing  eye 
Distinct  surveys  each  deep  recess. 

In  these  abstracted  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

4  Through  all  the  mazes  of  my  heart, 
My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide  ; 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  all  be  searched  and  purified. 

5  Then,  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 
A^ouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer; 
Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove 


That  God  hath  fixed  his  dwellins:  there 


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L.  M.  OOO.  HiLLHOUSE. 

The  Song  of  the  Forgiven  is  the  sweetest  in  Heaven. 

1  Earth  has  a  joy  unknown  in  heaven, 
The  new-born  peace  of  sin  forgiven  ! 
Tears  of  such  pure  and  deep  delight. 
Ye  angels  !  never  dimmed  your  sight. 

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2  Ye  saw,  of  old,  on  chaos  rise 

The  beauteous  pillars  of  the  skies  : 

Ye  know  where  morn,  exulting,  springs, 

And  evening  folds  her  drooping  wings. 

3  Bright  heralds  of  the  Eternal  Will, 
Abroad  his  errands  ye  fulfil ; 

Or,  throned  in  floods  of  beamy  day, 
Symphonious  in  his  presence  play. 

4  But  I  amid  your  choirs  shall  shine. 
And  all  your  knowledge  will  be  mine  : 
Ye  on  your  harps  must  lean  to  hear 
A  secret  chord  that  mine  will  bear. 

L.  M.  386.  Moravian. 

The  Soul  seeking  Rest  aud  Pardon. 

1  O  Thou,  in  whom  the  weary  find 
Their  sweet  and  permanent  repose, 
Physician  of  the  sin-sick  mind. 
Relieve  my  wants,  assuage  my  woes  ; 
And  let  my  soul  on  thee  be  cast, 

Till  life's  fierce  tyranny  be  passed. 

2  Loosed  from  my  God,  and  far  removed, 
Long  have  I  wandered  to  and  fro  ; 
O'er  earth  in  endless  circles  roved. 

Nor  found  whereon  to  rest  below : 
Back  to  my  God  at  last  I  fly  ; 
For  oh !  estranged  from  thee,  I  die. 

3  Selfish  pursuits,  and  nature's  maze, 
The  things  of  earth,  for  thee  I  leave  : 
Put  forth  thy  hand,  thy  hand  of  grace  ; 
Into  the  ark  of  love  receive  ; 

Take  this  poor,  fluttering  soul  to  rest. 
And  lodge  it.  Saviour,  in  thy  breast. 

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4  Fill  with  inviolable  peace, 
'Stablish  and  keep  my  settled  heart; 
In  thee  may  all  my  wanderings  cease  ; 
From  thee  no  more  may  I  depart ; 
Thy  utmost  goodness  called  to  prove, 
Loved  with  an  everlasting  love ! 

L.  M.  387.  C.  Wesley. 

The  unspeakable  Riches  of  Christ's  Grace. 

1  "  Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppressed, 
Ye  restless  wanderers  after  rest, 

Ye  poor  and  maimed  and  halt  and  blind. 
In  me  a  hearty  welcome  find." 

2  Such  is  the  Saviour's  gracious  call. 
The  invitation  given  to  all : 

My  soul,  no  more  refuse  to  embrace 
The  plenitude  of  Gospel  grace  ;  — 

3  A  pardon  written  with  his  blood, 
The  favor  and  the  peace  of  God  ; 
The  seeing  eye,  the  feeling  sense, 
The  mystic  joys  of  penitence  ;  — 

4  The  godly  fear,  the  pleasing  smart, 
The  meltings  of  a  broken  heart ; 
The  tears  that  fall  for  sins  forgiven. 

The  sighs  that  waft  the  soul  to  heaven  ;  — 

5  The  guiltless  shame,  the  sweet  distress, 
The  unutterable  tenderness  ; 

The  genuine,  meek  humility  ; 

The  wonder,   "  Why  such  love  to  me  ?  "  — 

6  The  o'erwhelming  power  of  saving  grace, 
The  sight  that  veils  the  seraph's  face, 

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The  speechless  awe  that  dares  not  move, 
And  all  the  silent  heaven  of  love. 

S.  M.  388.  Belknap's  Col. 

Obedience  to  God  our  Father. 

1  My  Father  !  I  adore 

That  all  commanding  name ; 
O  may  it  virtue's  strength  restore. 
And  raise  devotion's  flame  ! 

2  I  bow  at  thy  commands. 
And  filial  homage  pay  ; 

With  heart  and  life,  with  tongue  and  hands, 
I  '11  cheerfully  obey. 

3  No  more  will  I  transgress. 
As  I  too  oft  have  done  ; 

But  every  sinful  thought  suppress. 
Each  sinful  action  shun. 

4  Do  thou  the  strength  impart 
This  purpose  to  fulfil : 

Lord,  write  thy  laws  upon  my  heart. 
That  I  may  do  thy  will. 

8,  7,  &  4s.  M.  Ooy.  Anonymous. 

"  WhosoeTer  isvill,  let  him  come." 

I  "  Come  !  "  the  Saviour's  voice  is  calling ; 
No\y  is  the  accepted  hour  : 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power ; 
He  is  able. 
He  is  willing,  —  doubt  no  more. 

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PENITENCE    AND    PARDON. 

Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 
Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  ; 

All  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 
This  he  gives  you, — 

'T  is  the  Spirit's  struggling  beam. 

Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden ; 

Wait  not,  —  't  is  your  Saviour's  call ; 
If  you  tarry  till  you  're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all. 
Not  the  righteous. 
Sinners,  Jesus  came  to  call. 


C.  M.  tiyU.  Bp.  Middleton. 

Regret  for  Past  Neglects. 

1  As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays, 

Why  heaves  the  secret  sigh  ? 
'T  is  that  I  mourn  departed  days. 
Still  unprepared  to  die. 

2  The  world,  and  worldly  things  beloved. 

My  anxious  thoughts  employed  ; 
And  time  unhallowed,  unimproved. 
Presents  a  fearful  void. 

3  Yet,  Holy  Father !  wild  despair 

Chase  from  my  laboring  breast ; 
Thy  grace  it  is  which  prompts  the  prayer : 
That  grace  can  do  the  rest. 

4  My  life's  brief  remnant  all  be  thine  ; 

And  when  thy  sure  decree 
Bids  me  this  fleeting  breath  resign, 
O  speed  my  soul  to  thee ! 

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S.  M.  391.  C.  AVesley. 

For  Help  in  Temptation. 

1  Thou  seest  my  feebleness ; 
Father  !  be  thou  my  power ! 

My  help  and  refuge  in  distress, 
My  fortress  and  my  tower ! 

2  Give  me  to  trust  in  thee  ; 
Be  thou  my  sure  abode  ; 

My  helm,  and  sword,  and  buckler  be. 
My  Saviour  and  my  God ! 

3  Myself  I  cannot  save. 
Myself  I  cannot  keep  ; 

But  strength  in  thee  I  surely  have, 
Whose  eyelids  never  sleep. 

4  My  soul  to  thee  alone, 
For  always,  I  commend  ; 

0  take  me,  Father,  for  thine  own, 
And  keep  me  to  the  end. 

S.  M.  39^.  From  the  Spanish,  varied. 

Come,  wandering  Sheep  I 

1  Come,  wandering  sheep  !   O  come  ! 
I  '11  bind  thee  to  my  breast ; 

1  '11  gently  bear  thee  to  thy  home. 

And  lay  thee  down  to  rest. 

2  I  saw  thee  stray  forlorn. 
And  heard  thee  faintly  cry  ; 

And  on  the  tree  of  shame  and  scorn. 
For  thee,  I  came  to  die. 

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3  1  '11  shield  thee  from  alarms, 
I  '11  make  thee  truly  blest, 

I  '11  fold  thee  in  my  peaceful  arms  ; 
Wilt  thou  not  take  my  rest  ? 

4  Thou  conquerest,  Love  divine  I 
Throw  wide,  my  heart,  thy  door! 

O  Christ,  its  throne  is  only  thine, 
Henceforth  for  evermore. 

7s.  M.  393.  Ilsley. 

"  Follow  me.*' 

1  Voyager  on  life's  troubled  sea, 
Sailing  to  Eternity ! 

Turn  from  earthly  things  away. 
Vain  they  are,  and  brief  their  stay : 
Voyager  !  what  are  they  to  thee  ? 
Leave  them  all  and  "  follow  me." 

2  Traveller  on  the  road  of  life  ! 
Seeking  pleasure,  finding  strife, 
Know  the  world  can  never  give 
Ausrht  on  which  the  soul  can  live  : 
Traveller,  what  are  they  to  thee  ? 
Leave  them  all,  and  "  follow  me." 

3  Wanderer  from  thy  Father's  throne, 
Hasten  back,  thy  errings  own  : 
Turn,  thy  path  leads  not  to  heaven ; 
Turn,  thy  sins  will  be  forgiven  : 
Wanderer  !  have  they  charms  for  thee  ? 
Hasten,  then,  to  "  follow  me." 

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PENITENCE    AND    PARDON. 

C.  M.  394.  Keble,  alt. 

Grace  to  -withstand  Temptations. 

1  Back  to  the  world  we  've  faithless  turned, 

And  far  along  the  wild  — 
Enjoyment  sought,  but  sorrow  earned  — 
Our  steps  have  been  beguiled. 

2  Yet  full  before  us,  all  the  while. 

The  guiding  pillar  stays  ; 
The  living  waters  brightly  smile, 
The  eternal  turrets  blaze. 

3  O  Father  of  long-suffering  grace. 

Thou  who  in  love  dost  stay 
Pleading  with  sinners  face  to  face. 
Through  all  their  devious  way,  — 

4  Thy  guardian  fire,  thy  guiding  cloud. 

Be  round  us  as  our  wall ; 
Nor  be  our  erring  hearts  allowed 
Again  to  faint  or  fall. 

L.  M.  395.  Watts. 

Peace  of  Conscience. 

1  Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardoned  sin  ! 
Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea. 
Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads. 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ; 

And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades. 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

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3  Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on, 
But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away  I 

Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  heavenly  hills, 
Where  groves  of  living  pleasures  gi'ow  ! 
And  longing  hopes  and  cheerful  smiles 
Sit  undisturbed  upon  their  brow. 

8  &  7s.  M.  396.  Anonymous. 

Redeeming  Love. 

1  Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I  '11  praise  thee. 

For  the  bliss  thy  love  bestows  ; 
For  the  pardoning  grace  that  saves  me. 

And  the  peace  that  from  it  flows  : 
Help,  O  Lord,  my  weak  endeavor. 

And  my  heart  to  rapture  raise  ; 
Thou  must  light  the  flame,  or  never 

Can  my  love  be  warmed  to  praise. 

2  Praise,  my  soul,  the  God  that  sought  thee. 

Wretched  wanderer,  far  astray  ; 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  brought  thee 

From  the  paths  of  death  away; 
Lord,  this  bosom's  ardent  feeling 

Vainly  would  my  lips  express : 
Low  before  thy  footstool  kneeling. 

Deign  thy  children's  prayer  to  bless. 

C.  M.  397.  Doddridge. 

Cleanse  Thou  me  from  secret  Faults. 

1   Searcher  of  hearts,  before  thy  face 
I  all  my  soul  display  ; 
And,  conscious  of  its  innate  arts. 
Entreat  thy  strict  survey. 

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2  If,  lurking  in  its  inmost  folds, 

I  any  sin  conceal, 
O  let  a  ray  of  light  divine 
The  secret  guile  reveal. 

3  If,  tinctured  with  that  odious  gall, 

Unknowing,  I  remain. 
Let  grace,  like  a  pure  silver  stream. 
Wash  out  the  hateful  stain. 

4  If,  in  these  fatal  fetters  bound, 

A  wretched  slave  I  lie. 
Smite  off  my  chains,  and  wake  my  soul 
To  light  and  liberty. 

5  To  humble  penitence  and  prayer 

Be  gentle  pity  given ; 
Speak  ample  pardon  to  my  heart, 
And  seal  its  claim  to  heaven. 

L.  M.  Oi/o.  Christian  Psalmist. 

Amidst  Temptation. 

1  My  gracious  Lord  !  whose  changeless  love 
To  me,  nor  life  nor  death  can  part! 
When  shall  my  feet  forget  to  rove  ? 

Ah,  what  shall  fix  this  faithless  heart  ? 

2  Cold,  weary,  languid,  thoughtless,  dead. 
To  thy  dread  courts  I  oft  repair ; 

By  conscience  dragged,  or  custom  led, 
I  come  ;  nor  know  that  God  is  there  I 

3  O  God,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart, 
And  guard  the  gifts  thyself  hast  given  ; 
My  portion  thou,  my  treasure,  art. 
And  life,  and  happiness,  and  heaven. 

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4  Would  alight  with  thee  my  wishes  share, 
Though  dear  as  life  the  idol  be, 
The  idol  from  my  breast  I  '11  tear, 
Resolved  to  seek  my  all  from  thee. 

S.  M.  •jJi),  Beddome. 

Hope  rovinng. 

1  A\D  shall  I  sit  alone, 
Oppressed  with  grief  and  fear, 

To  God  my  Father  make  my  moan. 
And  he  refuse  to  hear  ? 

2  If  he  my  Father  be. 
His  pity  he  will  show. 

From  cruel  bondage  set  me  free. 
And  inward  peace  bestow. 

3  If  still  he  silence  keep 

'T  is  but  my  faith  to  try  ; 
He  knows  and  feels  whene'er  I  weep. 
And  softens  every  sigh. 

4  Then  will  I  humbly  wait, 
Nor  once  indulge  despair ; 

My  sins  are  great,  but  not  so  great 
As  his  compassions  are. 

C.    M.  400.  MiLMAN. 

Praying  for  Divine  Help. 

1   O  HELP  US,  Lord!  each  hour  of  need 
Thy  heavenly  succor  give  ; 
Help  us  in  thought,  and  word,  and  deed. 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live. 

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2  O  help  us,  when  our  spirits  bleed, 

With  contrite  anguish  sore  ; 
And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  and  dead, 
O  help  us,  Lord,  the  more. 

3  O  help  us,  through  the  prayer  of  faith, 

More  firmly  to  believe  ; 
For  still  the  more  the  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 

4  O  help  us.  Father,  from  on  high ; 

We  know  no  help  but  thee ; 
O  help  us  so  to  live  and  die. 
As  thine  in  heaven  to  be. 

L.  M.  4UX.  Montgomery. 

The  Soul  returning  to  God. 

1  Return,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest, 

From  vain  pursuits  and  maddening  cares  ; 
From  lonely  woes  that  wring  thy  breast. 
The  world's  allurements,  toils,  and  snares. 

2  Return  unto  thy  rest,  my  soul, 

From  all  the  wanderings  of  thy  thought ; 
From  sickness  unto  death  made  whole  ; 
Safe  through  a  thousand  perils  brought. 

3  Then  to  thy  rest,  my  soul,  return, 

.  From  passions  every  hour  at  strife ; 
Sin's  works,  and  ways,  and  wages  spurn. 
Lay  hold  upon  eternal  life. 

4  God  is  thy  rest ;  — with  heart  inclined 
To  keep  his  word,  that  word  believe  ; 
Christ  is  thy  rest ;  —  with  lowly  mind, 
His  light  and  easy  yoke  receive. 


PENITENCE    AND    PARDON. 

C.  M.  402.  C.  Wesley. 

A^'ain  Repentances. 

1  Times  without  number  have  I  prayed, 

This  only  once  forgive  ; 
Relapsing  when  thy  hand  was  stayed, 
And  suffered  me  to  live  : 

2  Yet  now  the  Ivingdom  of  thy  peace, 

Lord,  to  my  heart  restore  ; 
Forgive  my  vain  repentances, 
And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 

L.  M.  403.  Doddridge. 

Returning  to  God. 

1  Lord,  we  have  wandered  from  thy  way. 
Like  foolish  sheep  have  gone  astray. 
Our  pleasant  pastures  we  have  left. 
And  of  their  guard  our  souls  bereft. 

2  Exposed  to  want,  exposed  to  harm, 
Far  from  our  gentle  Shepherd's  arm  ; 
Nor  will  these  fatal  wanderings  cease. 
Till  thou  reveal  the  paths  of  peace. 

3  O  seek  thy  thoughtless  servants.  Lord, 
Nor  let  us  quite  forget  thy  word  ; 
Our  erring  feet  do  thou  restore. 

And  keep  us  that  wc  stray  no  more. 

C.   M.  404.  MOXTGOMERY. 

Preparation  of  the  Heart. 

1  liORD,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright. 
With  reverence  and  with  fear : 
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PENITENCE    AND    PARDON. 

Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 
We  may,  we  must,  draw  near. 

2  Burdened  with  guilt,  convinced  of  sin, 

In  weakness,  want,  and  woe, 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 
Lord,  whither  shall  we  go  ? 

3  God  of  all  grace,  we  come  to  thee. 

With  broken,  contrite  hearts  ; 
Give  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see, 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts ;  — 

4  Give  deep  humility ;  the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give ; 
A  sti'ong  desiring  confidence. 
To  hear  thy  voice  and  live  ;  — 

5  Patience,  to  watch,  and  wait,  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay  ; 
Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep. 
And  trust  thee,  though  thou  slay. 

6  Give  these,  and  then  thy  will  be  done ; 

Thus  strengthened  with  all  might. 
We,  by  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 

C.  M.  40o.  Doddridge. 

Salvation  only  in  God. 

1  How  long  shall  dreams  of  earthly  bliss 

Our  flattering  hopes  employ  ? 
And  mock  our  fond,  deluded  eyes 
With  visionary  joy  ? 

2  Why  from  the  mountains  and  the  hills 

Is  our  salvation  sought  ? 

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While  our  eternal  Rock 's  forsook, 
And  Israel's  God  for^^ot. 

3  The  living  spring  neglected  flows 

Full  in  our  daily  view, 
Yet  we,  with  anxious,  fruitless  toil, 
Our  broken  cisterns  hew. 

4  These  fatal  errors,  gracious  God, 

With  gentle  pity  see  ; 
To  thee  our  roving  eyes  direct. 
And  fix  our  hearts  on  thee. 


S.  M.  406.  Watts. 

Forgiveness  of  Sin  upon  Confession.    Psalm  32. 

1  O  BLESSED  souls  are  they. 
Whose  sins  are  covered  o'er  I 

Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more  ! 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  past. 
And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 

Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit. 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  While  I  concealed  my  guilt, 
I  felt  the  festering  wound  ; 

Till  I  confessed  my  sins  to  thee. 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray. 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne  ; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

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PENITENCE    AND    PARDON. 

C.  M.  407,  Watts. 

Freedom  from  Sin  and  Misery  in  Heaven. 

1  Our  sins,  alas  !  how  strong  they  be  ! 

And,  like  a  violent  sea, 
They  break  our  duty,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  hurry  us  away. 

2  The  waves  of  trouble,  how  they  rise  ! 

How  loud  the  tempests  roar ! 
But  death  shall  land  our  weary  souls 
Safe  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

3  There,  to  fulfil  his  sweet  commands, 

Our  speedy  feet  shall  move ; 
No  sin  shall  clog  our  winged  zeal, 
Or  cool  our  burning  love. 

4  There  shall  we  sit,  and  sing,  and  tell, 

The  wonders  of  his  grace  ; 
Till  heavenly  raptures  fire  our  hearts, 
And  smile  in  every  face. 

L.  M.  408.  Moravian. 

Devout  Penitence. 

1  My  soul  before  thee  prosti*ate  lies  ; 
To  thee,  her  source,  my  spirit  flies ; 
My  wants  I  mourn,  my  chains  I  see  ; 
O  let  thy  presence  set  me  free. 

2  In  life's  short  day,  let  me  yet  more 
Of  thy  enlivening  power  implore  ; 
My  mind  must  deeper  sink  in  thee. 

My  foot  stand  firm,  from  wandering  free. 

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3  One  only  care  my  soul  should  know, 
Father,  all  thy  commands  to  do  ; 

0  deep  engrave  it  on  my  breast, 
That  I  in  thee  alone  am  blest. 

C.  M.  409.  FURNESS. 

The  Peuitent  Son. 

1  O  RICHLY,  Father,  have  I  been 

Blest  evermore  by  thee  ! 
And  morning,  noon,  and  night  thou  hast 
Preserved  me  tenderly. 

2  And  yet  the  love  which  thou  shouldst  claim 

To  idols  I  have  given ; 
Too  oft  have  bound  to  earth  the  hopes 
That  know  no  home  but  heaven. 

3  Unworthy  to  be  called  thy  son, 

1  come  with  shame  to  thee. 
Father  !  —  O  more  than  Father  thou 

Hast  always  been  to  me  ! 

4  Help  me  to  break  the.  heavy  chains 

The  world  has  round  me  thrown. 
And  know  the  glorious  liberty 
Of  an  obedient  son. 

5  That  I  may  henceforth  heed  whate'er 

Thy  voice  within  me  saith. 
Fix  deeply  in  my  heart  of  hearts 
A  principle  of  faith,  — 

6  Faith  that,  like  armor  to  my  soul, 

Shall  keep  all  evil  out. 
More  mighty  than  an  angel  host, 
Encamping  round  about. 

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7S.   M.  410.  MiLMAN. 

Prayer  for  Mercy  in  Spiritual  Need. 

1  Lord,  have  mercy  when  we  pray 
Strength  to  seek  a  better  way  ; 
When  our  wakening  thoughts  begin 
First  to  loathe  their  cherished  sin  ; 
When  our  weary  spirits  fail, 

And  our  aching  brows  are  pale  ; 
When  our  tears  bedew  thy  word  ; 
Then,  O  then  have  mercy.  Lord ! 

2  Lord,  have  mercy  when  we  lie 
On  the  restless  bed,  and  sigh,  — 
Sigh  for  death,  yet  fear  it  still, 
From  the  thought  of  former  ill ; 
When  the  dim,  advancing  gloom 
Tells  us  that  our  hour  has  come  ; 
When  is  loosed  the  silver  cord ; 
Then,  O  then  have  mercy.  Lord ! 

3  Lord,  have  mercy,  when  we  know 
First  how  vain  this  world  below ; 
When  its  darker  thoughts  oppress. 
Doubts  perplex,  and  fears  distress  ; 
When  the  earliest  gleam  is  given 
Of  the  bright  but  distant  heaven  ; 
Then  thy  fostering  grace  afford ; 
Then,  O  then  have  mercy.  Lord ! 


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ITS   DUTIES,    VIRTUES,   AND  JOYS. 

C.   M.  411.  BULFINCH. 

The  New  Birth. 

1  Through  thee,  O  Lord,  we  own 

A  new  and  heavenly  birth, 
Kindred  to  spirits  round  thy  throne, 
Though  sojourners  of  earth. 

2  How  glorious  is  the  hour 

When  first  our  souls  awake. 
And,  through  thy  Spirit's  quickening  power, 
Of  the  new  life  partake. 

3  With  richer  beauty  glows 

The  world  before  so  fair ; 
Her  holy  light  religion  throws. 
Reflected  everywhere. 

4  Amid  repentant  tears 

We  feel  sweet  peace  within ; 
We  know  the  God  of  mercy  hears, 
And  pardons  every  sin. 

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5  Born  of  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
Thy  spirit  may  we  share  ; 
Deep  in  our  hearts  inscribe  thy  word, 
And  place  thine  image  there. 

L.  M.  412.  Steele. 

Christian  Resolves. 

1    May  I  resolve,  with  all  my  heart, 

With  all  my  powers,  to  serve  the  Lord ; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart. 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

2  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 
My  solemn,  my  determined  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

3  O  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire. 

Nor,  wandering,  leave  his  sacred  ways ! 
Great  God !  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

S.  M.  413.  C.  Wesley. 

The  Christian's  Charge. 

1     A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify  ; 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 

And  fit  it  for  the  sky  ; 

To  serve  the  present  age. 

My  calling  to  fulfil : 
O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 

To  do  my  Master's  will ! 

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2     Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live  ; 
And  oh  !  thy  servant.  Lord,  prepare 

The  strict  account  to  give  : 

Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely  : 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 

I  shall  forsaken  die. 

S.   M.  414.  COWPER. 

Dependence  on  God. 

1  To  keep  the  lamp  alive, 
With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl ; 

'T  is  water  makes  the  willow  thrive, 
And  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 

2  The  Lord's  unsparing  hand 
Supplies  the  living  stream  ; 

It  is  not  at  our  own  command, 
But  still  derived  from  him. 

3  Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 
His  strength  in  God  alone ; 

And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak. 
Who  trusted  in  his  own. 

4  Retreat  beneath  his  wings. 
And  in  his  grace  confide  ; 

This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings. 
Than  all  your  works  beside. 

5  In  God  is  all  our  store; 
Grace  issues  from  his  throne  ; 

Whoever  says,  "  I  want  no  more," 
Confesses  he  has  none. 

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L.  M.  415.  Keble. 

Self-renunciation. 

1   Sweet  is  the  bliss  of  souls  serene, 
When  they  have  sworn  and  steadfast  mean, 
Counting  the  cost,  in  all  to  espy 
Their  God,  in  all  themselves  deny. 


2  O  could  we  learn  that  sacrifice, 
What  lights  would  all  around  us  rise ! 
How  would  our  hearts  with  wisdom  talk. 
Along  life's  dullest,  dreariest  walk ! 

3  We  need  not  bid,  for  cloistered  cell. 
Our  neighbor  and  our  work  farewell. 
Nor  strive  to  wind  ourselves  too  high 
For  sinful  man  beneath  the  sky  : 

4  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task, 
Would  furnish  all  we  ought  to  ask  ; 
Room  to  deny  ourselves  ;  a  road 
To  bring  us,  daily,  nearer  God. 

C.  M.  416.  Proud. 

The  Happiness  of  a  Cliristian. 

1  When  true  religion  gains  a  place, 

And  lives  within  the  mind. 
The  sensual  life  subdued  by  grace. 
And  all  the  soul  refined,  — 

2  The  desert  blooms  in  living  green, 

Where  thorns  and  briers  grew ; 
The  barren  waste  is  fruitful  seen. 
And  all  the  prospect  new. 

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3  The  storms  of  rugged  winter  cease, 

The  frozen  flowers  revive  ; 
Spring  blooms  without,  within  is  peace, 
All  nature  seems  alive. 

4  O  happy  Christian,  richly  blessed ! 

What  floods  of  pleasure  roll ! 
By  God  and  man  he  stands  confessed, 
In  dignity  of  soul. 

5  Substantial,  pure,  his  every  joy  : 

His  Maker  is  his  friend  ; 
The  noblest  business  his  employ, 
And  happiness  his  end. 

C.  M.  417.  Doddridge. 

"  He  that  hath  the  Son  hath  life." 

1  O  HAPPY  Christian,  who  can  trust 

"  The  Son  of  God  is  mine  !  " 
Happy,  though  humbled  in  the  dust, 
Rich  in  this  gift  divine. 

2  He  lives  the  life  of  heaven  below. 

And  shall  for  ever  live  ; 
Eternal  streams  from  Christ  shall  flow, 
And  endless  vigor  give. 

3  That  life  we  ask  with  bended  knee, 

Nor  will  the  Lord  deny ; 
Nor  will  celestial  mercy  see 
Its  humble  suppliants  die. 

1  That  life  obtained,  for  praise  alone 
We  wish  continued  breath  ; 
And,  taught  by  blest  experience,  own 
That  praise  can  live  in  death. 

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C.  M.  418.  Doddridge. 

Zeal  and  Vigor  in  the  Christian  Race. 

1  Awake,  ray  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on  : 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey : 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod. 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'T  is  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
'T  is  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye  ;  — 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright. 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast. 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

S.  M.  419.  Doddridge. 

Christian  Activity  and  "Watchfulness. 

1  Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 
Each  in  his  office  wait. 

Observant  of  his  heavenly  word. 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright. 
And  trim  the  golden  flame  : 

Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

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3  Watch  !  't  is  your  Lord's  command  ; 
And  while  we  speak,  he  's  near : 

Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  O  happy  servant  he, 

In  such  a  posture  found  ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see. 
And  be  with  honor  crowned. 

CM.  420.  Lyte. 

Call  to  Action. 

1  Away,  ye  ceaseless  doubts  and  fears, 

That  weaken  and  enthrall ; 
Wipe  off,  my  soul,  thy  faithless  tears, 
And  rise  at  wisdom's  call. 

2  Awake,  my  soul,  to  duty  wake  ; 

Go  pay  the  debt  thou  ow'st ; 
Go  forward,  —  and  the  night  shall  break 
Around  thee  as  thou  go'st. 

3  Swift  fly  the  hours,  and  brief  the  time 

For  action  or  repose  ; 
Fast  flits  this  scene  of  woe  and  crime, 
And  soon  the  whole  shall  close. 

4  The  evening  shadows  deeper  fall. 

The  daylight  dies  away  : 
Wake,  slumberer,  at  the  Master's  call. 
And  work  while  it  is  day. 


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C.  M.  4,^1.  London  Inq. 

No  Act  without  Influence. 

1  Scorn  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed, 

Nor  deem  it  void  of  power ; 
There  's  fruit  in  each  wind-wafted  seed, 
Waiting  its  natal  hour. 

2  A  whispered  word  may  touch  the  heart, 

And  call  it  back  to  life  ; 
A  look  of  love  bid  sin  depart. 
And  still  unholy  strife. 

3  No  act  falls  fruitless  ;  none  can  tell 

How  vast  its  power  may  be  ; 
Nor  what  results  enfolded  dwell 
Within  it,  silently. 

4  Work,  and  despair  not :  bring  thy  mite. 

Nor  care  how  small  it  be  ; 
God  is  with  all  that  serve  the  right. 
The  holy,  true,  and  free. 

8  &  7s.  M.  4^^.  West  Boston  Col. 

Be  thou  ready. 

1  Be  thou  ready,  fellow-mortal. 

In  thy  pilgrimage  of  life. 
Ever  ready  to  uphold  thee 

In  the  toil  and  in  the  strife. 
Let  no  hope,  however  pleasant. 

Lure  thy  footsteps  from  the  right ; 
Nor  the  sunshine  leave  thee  straying 

In  the  sudden  gloom  of  night. 

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2  Be  thou  ready  when  thy  brother 

Bows  in  dark  affliction's  shade ; 
Be  thou  ready  when  thy  sister 

Needs  thy  kindness  and  thy  aid  ; 
Let  thine  arm  sustain  and  cheer  them, — 

They  have  claims  upon  us  all,  — 
And  thy  deeds,  like  morning  sunlight, 

On  their  weary  hearts  shall  fall. 

3  Be  thou  ready  when  the  erring 

Jjist  to  sin's  enchanting  strain, 
Ready  with  kind  words  to  woo  them 

Back  to  virtue's  path  again. 
Be  thou  ready,  in  thy  meekness. 

To  do  good  to  friend  and  foe. 
As  thy  Father  sheddeth  freely 

Light  on  all  that  dwell  below. 

4  Be  thou  ready  for  the  morrow. 

When  delight  shall  please  no  more ; 
When  the  rose  and  lily  fadeth. 

And  the  charm  of  song  is  o'er  ; 
When  the  voices  of  thy  kindred 

Faintly  move  thy  dying  ear ; 
Be  thou  ready  for  thy  journey 

To  some  higher,  brighter  sphere. 

S.  M.  423.  Mrs.  Sigournet. 

Call  to  Christian  Duties. 

1     Laborers  of  Christ,  arise. 
And  gird  you  for  the  toil ; 
The  dew  of  promise  from  the  skies 
Already  cheers  the  soil. 

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2     Go  where  the  sick  recline, 

Where  mourning  hearts  deplore  ; 

And  where  the  sons  of  sorrow  pine, 
Dispense  your  hallowed  lore. 

5     Urge,  with  a  tender  zeal. 

The  erring  child  along. 
Where  peaceful  congregations  kneel. 

And  pious  teachers  throng. 

1     So  shall  you  share  the  wealth 
That  earth  may  ne'er  despoil, 

And  the  blest  Gospel's  saving  health 
Repay  your  arduous  toil. 


s.M.  424. 

Sow  thy  Seed  everywhere. 


Montgomery. 


1  Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed. 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand  ; 

To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed. 

Broadcast  it  o'er  the  land  I 

Beside  all  waters  sow. 

The  highway  furrows  stock. 
Drop  it  where  thorns  and  thistles  grow, 

Drop  it  upon  the  rock ! 

2  The  good,  the  fruitful  ground. 
Expect  not  here  nor  there  ; 

O'er  hill,  and  dale,  and  plain  't  is  found  ; 

Go  forth,  then,  everywhere ! 

And  duly  shall  appear. 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength. 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 

And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

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3     Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain  ; 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 

For  garners  in  the  sky  ; 

Then,  when  the  glorious  end. 

The  day  of  God,  shall  come. 
The  angel-reapers  shall  descend. 

And  Heaven  cry,  "  Harvest  home!" 

L.  M.  425.  Barbauld. 

The  Christian  Warfare. 

1  Awake,  my  soul !  lift  up  thine  eyes  ; 
See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array,  a  numerous  host ; 
Awake,  my  soul !  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  Here  giant  Danger  threatening  stands, 
Mustering  his  pale,  terrific  bands  ; 
There  Pleasure's  silken  banners  spread, 
And  willing  souls  are  captive  led. 

3  See  where  rebellious  passions  rage, 
And  fierce  desires  and  lusts  engage ; 
The  meanest  foe  of  all  the  train 

Has  thousands  and  ten  thousands  slain. 

4  Thou  treadst  upon  enchanted  ground ; 
Perils  and  snares  beset  thee  round  ; 
Beware  of  all ;  guard  every  part ; 
But  most,  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 

5  Come,  then,  my  soul  I  now  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  shield  ; 
Put  on  the  armor  from  above. 

Of  heavenly  truth,  and  heavenly  love. 

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6  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 
And  powers  of  earth,  and  powers  of  hell 
The  Man  of  Calvary  triumphed  here  ; 
Why  should  his  faithful  followers  fear  ? 

L.  M.  426.  Watts. 

We  walk  by  Faith,  not  by  Sight. 

1  'T  IS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night ; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies  ; 
She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  flies, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through. 
While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray ; 
Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

4  So  Abraham,  by  divine  command. 
Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land. 
And  fired  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

L.  M.  427.  Heber. 

"  Why  stand  ye  here  aU  the  day  idle  ?  " 

1  The  God  of  glory  walks  his  round. 
From  day  to  day,  from  year  to  year. 
And  warns  us  each,  with  awful  sound, 
"  No  longer  stand  ye  idle  here  I " 

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2  "  Ye  whose  young  cheeks  are  rosy  bright, 
Whose  hands  are  strong,  whose  hearts  are  clear, 
Waste  not  of  hope  the  morning  light ! 

Ah,  fools  !  why  stand  ye  idle  here  ? 

3  "  And  ye,  whose  locks  of  scanty  gray 
Foretell  your  latest  travail  near, 
How  swiftly  fades  your  wasted  day ! 
And  stand  ye  yet  so  idle  here  ?" 

4  O  Thou,  by  all  thy  works  adored, 
To  whom  the  sinner's  soul  is  dear  ! 
Recall  us  to  thy  vineyard.  Lord, 

And  grant  us  grace  to  please  thee  here ! 

S.    M.  428.  BULFINCH. 

"  strive  to  enter  in." 

1  Children  of  light,  awake  ! 
At  Jesus'  call  arise. 

Forth  with  your  leader,  to  partake 
His  toils,  his  victories. 

2  Ye  must  not  idly  stand. 
His  sacred  voice  who  hear ; 

Arm  for  the  strife  the  feeble  hand. 
The  holy  standard  rear. 

3  Naught  doth  the  world  afford. 
But  toil  must  be  the  price ; 

Wilt  thou  not,  servant  of  the  Lord, 
Then  toil  for  paradise  ? 

4  Awake,  ye  sons  of  light! 
Strive  till  the  prize  be  won ; 

Far  spent  already  is  the  night, 
The  day  comes  brightening  on. 

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C.  M.  429.  Watts. 

"  Your  Life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God." 

1  O  HAPPY  soul,  that  lives  on  high, 

While  men  lie  grovelling  here ! 
His  hopes  are  fixed  above  the  sky, 
And  faith  forbids  his  fear. 

2  His  conscience  knows  no  secret  stings, 

While  grace  and  joy  combine 
To  form  a  life,  whose  holy  springs 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 

3  He  waits  in  secret  on  his  God ; 

His  God  in  secret  sees  ; 
Let  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad. 
He  dwells  in  heavenly  peace. 

4  His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen, 

Beyond  this  world  and  time  ; 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been. 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb. 

5  He  wants  no  pomp  nor  royal  throne 

To  raise  his  honors  here  : 
Content  and  pleased  to  live  unknown, 
Till  Christ  his  life  appear. 

C.  M.  430.  Barton. 

Walk  in  the  Light. 

I  Walk  in  the  light !  so  shalt  thou  know 
That  fellowship  of  love 
His  spirit  only  can  bestow, 
Who  reigns  in  light  above. 

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2  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thou  shalt  own 

Thy  darkness  passed  away, 
Because  that  light  hath  on  thee  shone 
In  which  is  perfect  day. 

3  Walk  in  the  light !  and  e'en  the  tomb 

No  fearful  shade  shall  wear ; 
Glory  shall  chase  away  its  gloom, 
For  Christ  hath  conquered  there  ! 

4  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thine  shall  be 

A  path,  though  thorny,  bright : 
For  God,  by  grace,  shall  dwell  in  thee, 
And  God  himself  is  light ! 

C.  M.  431.  Doddridge. 

"Walking  with  God. 

1  Thrice  happy  souls,  who,  born  from  heaven, 

While  yet  they  sojourn  here. 
Do  all  their  days  with  God  begin, 
And  spend  them  in  his  fear. 

2  'Midst  hourly  cares  may  love  present 

Its  incense  at  thy  throne, 
And,  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 

3  As  sanctified  to  noblest  ends, 

Be  each  refreshment  sought ; 
And  by  each  various  providence 
Some  wise  instruction  brought ! 

4  When  to  laborious  duties  called. 

Or  by  temptations  tried, 
We  '11  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  strength  confide. 

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5  As  different  scenes  of  life  arise, 

Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 
With  thee  amidst  the  social  band, 
In  solitude  with  thee. 

6  At  night  we  lean  our  weary  heads 

On  thy  paternal  breast ; 
And,  safely  folded  in  thine  arms, 
Resign  our  powers  to  rest. 

7  In  solid,  pure  delights,  like  these. 

Let  all  our  days  be  past ; 
Nor  shall  we  then  impatient  wish, 
Nor  shall  we  fear,  the  last. 

C.  M.  432.  Ltka  Cath. 

God  dwells  with  the  Humble. 

1  Thy  home  is  with  the  humble.  Lord! 

The  simplest  are  the  best ; 
Thy  lodging  is  in  child-like  hearts ; 
Thou  makest  there  thy  rest. 

2  Dear  Comforter !  Eternal  Love ! 

If  thou  wilt  stay  with  me. 
Of  lowly  thoughts  and  simple  ways 
I  '11  build  a  house  for  thee. 

3  Who  made  this  beating  heart  of  mine 

But  thou,  my  heavenly  Guest  ? 
Let  no  one  have  it,  then,  but  thee, 
And  let  it  be  thy  rest. 


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L.  M.  4o«3.  Enfield. 

Humility. 

1  Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay, 
Who,  from  the  cradle  to  the  shroud. 
Lives  but  the  insect  of  a  day,  — 

O  why  should  mortal  man  be  proud  ? 

2  His  brightest  visions  just  appear. 
Then  vanish,  and  no  more  are  found ; 
The  stateliest  pile  his  pride  can  rear, 
A  breath  may  level  with  the  gi'ound. 

3  By  doubt  perplexed,  in  error  lost, 
With  trembling  step  he  seeks  his  way ; 
How  vain  of  wisdom's  gift  the  boast ! 
Of  reason's  lamp,  how  faint  the  ray  ! 

4  Follies  and  sins,  a  countless  sum. 
Are  crowded  in  life's  little  span : 
How  ill,  alas  !  does  pride  become 
That  erring,  guilty  creature,  man  ! 

5  God  of  my  life.  Father  divine ! 
Give  me  a  meek  and  lowly  mind : 
In  modest  worth,  O  let  me  shine. 
And  peace  in  humble  virtue  find. 

L.  M.  434.  J.  Scott. 

Meekness. 

1  Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast, 
Clear  as  the  summer's  evening  ray. 
Calm  as  the  regions  of  the  blest. 
Enjoys  on  earth  celestial  day. 

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2  His  heart  no  broken  friendships  sting, 
No  storms  his  peaceful  tent  invade  ; 
He  rests  beneath  the  Ahiiighty's  wing, 
Hostile  to  none,  of  none  afraid. 

3  Spirit  of  grace,  all  meek  and  mild  ! 
Inspire  our  breasts,  our  souls  possess ; 
Repel  each  passion  rude  and  wild. 
And  bless  us  as  we  aim  to  bless. 

L.  M.  4oO.  Spirit  OF  THE  Psalms. 

"  Learn  of  me,  for  I  am  meek  and  lowly  of  heart." 

1  "  O  LEARN  of  me,"  the  Saviour  cried, 
"  O  learn  of  me,  ye  sons  of  pride ! 
For  I  am  lowly,  humble,  meek. 

No  haLighty  looks  high  thoughts  bespeak." 

2  Yes,  blest  Immanuel !  thou  wast  mild. 
Patient,  and  gentle  as  a  child ; 

And  they  who  would  thy  kingdom  see, 
Must  meek  and  lowly  be,  like  thee. 

7s.  M.  4oO.  "Waterston. 

"  To  the  pure  all  things  are  pure." 

1  Nature  with  eternal  youth 
Ever  bursts  upon  the  sight ; 
All  her  works  are  types  of  truth. 
Mirrors  of  celestial  light. 

2  But  the  soul,  when  veiled  in  sin. 
And  eclipsed  with  fear  and  doubt. 
From  the  darkened  world  within 
Throws  its  shade  on  that  without :  — 

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3  While  to  those,  who,  pure  in  heart, 
For  the  truth  then*  powers  employ, 
She  will  constant  good  impart, 
And  diffuse  perpetual  joy. 

4  If  the  mind  would  nature  see, 
Let  her  cherish  virtue  more  ; 
Goodness  bears"  the  golden  key 
That  unlocks  her  palace  door ! 

S.  M.  437.  Johns. 

"  Know  ye  not  that  j-e  are  the  Temple  of  God." 

1  O  KNOW  ye  not  that  ye 
The  temple  are  of  God  ? 

Revere  the  earth-built  shrine,  where  he 
Should  find  a  meet  abode  ! 

2  Immortal  man,  keep  pure 
Thyself,  that  mystic  shrine  ; 

Let  hate  of  all  that  's  dark  endure. 
And  love  of  all  divine. 

3  Let  saintly  thoughts  be  shown 
In  act,  by  saintly  things ; 

Like  glories  through  the  temple  thrown, 
From  cherub's  curtained  wino;s. 


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4     Let  life,  a  holy  stream. 
Its  fountain  holy  show ; 

Keflecting,  with  a  softened  gleam, 
Heaven's  purity  below. 

S.  M.  438.  Keble. 

The  Pure  in  Heart. 

1     Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart. 
For  they  shall  see  om:  God  ; 

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The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs  ; 
Their  soul  is  his  abode. 

2     Still  to  the  lowly  soul 

God  doth  himself  impart, 
And  for  his  temple  and  his  throne 
Doth  choose  the  pure  in  heart. 

C.  M.  439.  Needham. 

Moderation. 

1  Happy  the  man,  whose  cautious  steps 

Still  keep  the  golden  mean ; 
"Whose  life,  by  wisdom's  rules  well  formed, 
Declares  a  conscience  clean. 

2  To  sect  or  party  his  large  soul 

Disdains  to  be  confined  ; 
The  good  he  loves  of  every  name, 
And  prays  for  all  mankind. 

3  His  business  is  to  keep  his  heart. 

Each  passion  to  control ; 
Nobly  ambitious  well  to  rule 
The  empire  of  his  soul. 

4  Not  on  the  world  his  heart  is  set. 

His  treasure  is  above  ; 
Nothing  beneath  the  sovereign  good 
Can  claim  his  highest  love. 

C.  M.  440.  Anonymous. 

"  Neither  do  I  condemn  thee." 

1  O,  IF  thy  brow,  serene  and  calm. 
From  earthly  stain  is  free, 
View  not  with  scorn  the  erring  one, — 
He  once  was  pure  like  thee. 

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2  O,  if  the  smiles  of  love  are  thine 

And  its  dear  ministry, 
Shmi  not  the  poor,  forsaken  one,  — 
*        He  once  was  loved  like  thee. 

3  And  still,  'mid  shame,  and  guilt,  and  woe, 

One  Being  loves  him  still, 
Who,  blessing  thee,  hath  poured  on  him 
The  world's  extremest  ill. 

4  He  knows  the  secret  lure  which  led 

Those  youthful  steps  astray  ; 
He  knows  that  they  who  holiest  are 
Might  fall  from  Him  away. 

5  Then,  with  the  love  of  him  who  said, 

"  Go  thou,  and  sin  no  more," 
Save,  save  the  sinner  from  despair. 
And  peace  and  hope  restore. 

S.  M.  441.  Anonymous. 

The  Blessing  of  Meekness. 

1  "Blest  are  the- meek,"  he  said, 
Whose  doctrine  is  divine ; 

The  humble-minded  earth  possess. 
And  bright  in  heaven  will  shine. 

2  While  here  on  earth  they  stay. 
Calm  peace  with  them  shall  dwell ; 

And  cheerful  hope  and  heavenly  joy 
Beyond  what  tongue  can  tell. 

3  •  The  God  of  peace  is  theirs  ; 

They  own  his  gracious  sway ; 
And,  yielding  all  their  wills  to  him, 
His  sovereign  laws  obey. 

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4  No  angry  passions  move, 
No  envy  fires  the  breast ; 

The  prospect  of  eternal  peace 
Bids  every  trouble  rest. 

5  O  gracious  Father,  grant 
That  we  this  influence  feel. 

That  all  we  hope,  or  wish,  may  be 
Subjected  to  thy  will. 

L.  M.  442.  Scott. 

Forms  of  Devotion  vain  without  Virtue. 

1  The  uplifted  eye  and  bended  knee 
Are  but  vain  homage.  Lord,  to  thee  : 
In  vain  our  lips  thy  praise  prolong. 
The  heart  a  stranger  to  the  song. 

2  Can  rites,  and  forms,  and  flaming  zeal, 
The  breaches  of  thy  precepts  heal  ? 

Or  fasts  and  penance  reconcile 
Thy  justice,  and  obtain  thy  smile  ? 

3  The  pure,  the  humble,  contrite  mind, 
Sincere,  and  to  thy  will  resigned, 
To  thee  a  nobler  offering  yields. 

Than  Sheba's  groves,  or  Sharon's  fields. 

4  Love  God  and  man,  —  this  great  command 
Doth  on  eternal  pillars  stand  : 

This  did  thine  ancient  prophets  teach, 
And  this  thy  Well-beloved  preach. 


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C.  M.  443.  Watts. 

The  "Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  of  the  Wicked.    Psaka  37. 

1  My  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 

Are  ordered  by  thy  will ; 
Though  they  should  fall,  they  rise  again ; 
Thy  hand  supports  them  still. 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  see  their  ways  ; 

Their  virtue  he  approves  ; 
He  '11  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 

3  The  haughty  sinner  have  I  seen, 

Nor  fearing  man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree,  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 

4  And,  lo  !  he  vanished  from  the  ground, 

Destroyed  by  hands  unseen  ; 
Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf,  was  found 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

5  But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness  ; 

His  several  steps  attend  ; 
True  pleasure  runs  through  all  his  ways. 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

8  &  7s.  M.  444.  Longfellow. 

'•  Life  is  earnest." 

1  Teli>  me  not,  in  mournful  numbers, 
Life  is  but  an  empty  dream  ; 
For  the  soul  is  dead  that  slumbers, 
And  things  are  not  what  they  seem. 
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2  Life  is  real !  life  is  earnest ! 

And  the  grave  is  not  its  goal ; 
Dust  thou  art,  to  dust  returnest, 
Was  not  spoken  of  the  soul. 

3  Not  enjoyment,  and  not  sorrow, 

Is  our  destined  end  and  way ; 
But  to  act,  that  each  to-morrow 
Find  us  further  than  to-day. 

4  Let  us,  then,  be  up  and  doing, 

With  a  heart  for  any  fate ; 
Still  achieving,  still  pursuing, 
Learn  to  labor  and  to  wait. 

C.  M.  445.  Anonymous. 

'•Speak  gently." 

1  Speak  gently,  —  it  is  better  far 

To  rule  by  love  than  fear ; 
Speak  gently,  —  let  no  harsh  word  mar 
The  good  we  may  do  here. 

2  Speak  gently  to  the  young,  —  for  they 

Will  have  enough  to  bear  ; 
Pass  through  this  life  as  best  they  may, 
'T  is  full  of  anxious  care. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  aged  one. 

Grieve  not  the  care-worn  heart ; 
The  sands  of  life  are  nearly  run, 
Let  them  in  peace  depart. 

4  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones,  — 

They  must  have  toiled  in  vain  ; 
Perchance  unkindness  made  them  so  ; 
O  win  them  back  again  ! 

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5  Speak  gently,  —  't  is  a  little  thing. 
Dropped  in  the  heart's  deep  well ; 
The  good,  the  joy,  that  it  may  bring, 
Eternity  shall  tell. 

C.  M.  446.  ,Miss  Fletchee. 

lundly  Judgmcut. 

1  Think  gently  of  the  erring  one  ! 
.     O  let  us  not  forget. 

However  darkly  stained  by  sin, 

He  is  our  brother  yet ! 
Heir  of  the  same  inheritance. 

Child  of  the  selfsame  God, 
He  hath  but  stumbled  in  the  path 

We  have  in  weakness  trod. 

2  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones  ! 

We  yet  may  lead  them  back. 
With  holy  words,  and  tones  of  love. 

From  misery's  thorny  track. 
Forget  not,  brother,  thou  hast  sinned, 

And  sinful  yet  mayst  be  ; 
Deal  gently  with  the  erring  heart, 

As  God  hath  dealt  with  thee. 

L.  M.  447.  Mrs.  Livbemore. 

Redeeming  Power  of  Love . 

1  What  precept,  Jesus,  is  like  thine,  — 
"  Forgive,  as  ye  would  be  forgiven ! " 
In  this  we  see  the  power  divine 

Which  shall  transform  our  earth  to  heaven. 

2  O  not  the  harsh  and  scornful  word 
The  victory  over  sin  can  gain, 

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Not  the  dark  prison,  or  the  sword, 
The  shackle,  or  the  weary  chain. 

3  But  from  our  spirits  there  must  flow 
A  love  that  will  the  wrong  outweigh ; 
Our  lips  must  only  blessings  know. 
And  wrath  and  sin  shall  die  away. 

4  'T  was  heaven  that  formed  the  holy  plan 
To  win  the  wanderer  back  by  love  ;  ^ 
Thus  let  us  save  our  brother,  man. 

And  imitate  our  God  above. 

L.  M.  448.  Watts. 

Holiness  and  Grace. 

1  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  Gospel  we  profess. 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine. 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour,  God, 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within. 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied. 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride, 
"While  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, — 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, — 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

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7  &  6s.  M.  449.  CowPBR. 

Joy  and  Peace  in  believing. 

1  Sometimes  a  light  surprises 

The  Christian  while  he  sings  ; 
It  is  the  Lord,  who  rises 

With  healing  on  his  wings  : 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining. 

To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2  In  holy  contemplation, 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new ; 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
"  E'en  let  the  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may ! 

3  "  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing 

But  he  will  bear  us  through  ; 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing 

Will  clothe  his  people  too  ; 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens 

No  creature  but  is  fed, 
And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens 

Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  "  Though  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither 

Their  wonted  fruit  shall  bear. 

Though  all  the  field  should  wither, 

Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there, 

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Yet,  God  the  same  abiding, 
His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice ; 

For  while  in  him  confiding, 
I  cannot  but  rejoice. 

C.  M.  450.  Watts. 

Christian  Courage  and  Self-denial. 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause. 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  earned  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease. 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize. 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  I 
I  '11  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war. 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  're  slain 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar. 
And  soon  with  Christ  shall  reign. 


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C.  M.  4ol.  GiSBOHNE. 

The  Christian's  Life  and  his  Hope. 

1  A  soldier's  course  from  battles  won 

To  new-commencing  strife ; 
A  pilgi'im's,  restless  as  the  sun, — 
Behold  the  Christian's  life  ! 

2  O  let  us  seek  our  heavenly  home, 

Revealed  in  sacred  lore  ; 
The  land  whence  pilgrims  never  roam, 
Where  soldiers  war  no  more;  — 

3  Where  grief  shall  never  wound,  nor  death. 

Beneath  the  Saviour's  reign  ; 
Nor  sin  with  pestilential  breath 
His  holy  realm  profane  ;  — 

4  The  land  where,  suns  and  moons  unknown, 

And  night's  alternate  sway, 
Jehovah's  ever-burning  throne 
Upholds  unbroken  day ;  — 

5  Where  they  who  meet  shall  never  part ; 

Where  grace  achieves  its  plan  ; 
And  God,  uniting  every  heart, 
Dwells  face  to  face  with  man. 

L.  M.  4o^.  Montgomery. 

The  Christian  Soldier. 

I   The  Christian  warrior,  see  him  stand 
In  the  whole  armor  of  his  God  ; 
The  Spirit's  sword  is  in  his  hand ; 
His  feet  are  with  the  Gospel  shod : 

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THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE  : 

2  In  panoply  of  truth  complete, 
Salvation's  helmet  on  his  head, 

With  righteousness,  a  breastplate  meet, 
And  faith's  broad  shield  before  him  spread. 

3  With  this  omnipotence  he  moves, 
From  this  the  alien  armies  flee ; 
Till  more  than  conqueror  he  proves. 
Through  Christ,  who  gives  him  victory. 

4  Thus  strong  in  his  Redeemer's  strength. 
Sin,  death,  and  hell  he  tramples  down. 
Fights  the  good  fight,  and  wins  at  length. 
Through  mercy,  an  immortal  crown. 

L.  M.  453.  J.  Scott. 

Toleration. 

1  All-seeing  God  I  'tis  thine  to  know 
The  springs  whence  wrong  opinions  flow ; 
To  judge  from  principles  within. 

When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  sin. 

2  Who  among  men,  great  Lord  of  all, 
Thy  servant  to  his  bar  shall  call  ? 
Judge  him,  for  modes  of  faith,  thy  foe. 
And  doom  him  to  the  realms  of  woe  ? 

3  Who  with  another's  eye  can  read  ? 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed  ? 
Trusting  thy  grace,  we  form  our  own, 
And  bow  to  thy  commands  alone. 

4  If  wrong,  correct ;  accept,  if  right ; 
While  faithful,  we  improve  our  light, 
Condemning  none,  but  zealous  still 
To  learn  and  follow  all  thy  will. 

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L.  M.  454.  Drummond. 

"  Faith  without  ^yo^kfl  is  dead." 

1  As  body  when  the  soul  has  fled, 
As  barren  trees,  decayed  and  dead, 
Is  faith,  —  a  hopeless,  lifeless  thing. 
If  not  of  righteous  deeds  the  spring. 

2  One  cup  of  healing  oil  and  wine, 
One  tear-drop  shed  on  mercy's  shrine, 
Is  thrice  more  grateful,  Lord,  to  thee, 
Than  lifted  eye  or  bended  knee. 

3  In  true  and  genuine  faith  we  trace 
The  source  of  every  Christian  grace ; 
Within  the  pious  breast  it  plays, 

A  living  fount  of  joy  and  praise. 

4  Kind  deeds  of  peace  and  love  betray 
Where'er  it  winds  its  secret  way  ; 

But  where  these  spring  not,  rich  and  fan*. 
The  fount  has  never  wandered  there. 

L.  M.  4oO .  Jane  Roscoe. 

Judge  not. 

1  O  WHO  shall  say  he  knows  the  folds 
Which  veil  another's  inmost  heart,  — 
The  thoughts  and  motives  which  it  holds, 
In  which  he  never  bore  a  part? 

2  There  may  be  hope  as  pure,  as  bright, 
As  ever  sought  eternity,  — 

There  may  be  light,  clear,  heavenly  light, 
Where  all  seems  cold  and  dark  to  thee. 

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3  Go,  bend  to  God,  and  leave  to  him 
The  mystery  of  thy  brother's  heart. 
Nor  vainly  think  his  faith  is  dim, 
Because  in  thine  it  hath  no  part. 

4  But  if  his  thoughts  and  hopes  should  err, 
Still  view  him  with  a  gentle  eye,  — 
Remembering  doubt,  and  change,  and  fear, 
Are  woven  in  man's  destiny. 

7s.  M.  456.  J.  Taylor. 

Tlae  Accepted  Oflfermg. 

1  Father  of  our  feeble  race, 
Wise,  beneficent,  and  kind. 
Spread  o'er  nature's  ample  face, 
Flows  thy  goodness  unconfined  : 
Musing  in  the  silent  grove. 

Or  the  busy  walks  of  men. 

Still  we  trace  thy  wondrous  love, 

Claiming  large  returns  again. 

2  Lord,  what  offering  shall  we  bring. 
At  thine  altars  when  we  bow  ? 
Hearts,  the  pure,  unsullied  spring, 
AVhence  the  kind  affections  flow  ; 
Soft  compassion's  feeling  soul. 
By  the  melting  eye  expressed  ; 
Sympathy,  at  whose  control. 
Sorrow  leaves  the  wounded  breast ; 

3  Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind, 
Bind  the  wounded,  feed  the  poor ; 
Love,  embracing  all  our  kind. 
Charity,  with  liberal  store  : 

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Teach  us,  O  thou  Heavenly  King, 
Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind. 
Thus  the  accepted  offering  bring. 
Love  to  thee,  and  all  mankind. 

S.  M.  457.  Doddridge. 

Rejoicing  in  the  Ways  of  God. 

1  Now  let  our  voices  join 
To  form  a, sacred  song  ; 

Ye  pilgrims,  in  Jehovah's  ways, 
With  music  pass  along. 

2  How  straight  the  path  appears, 
How  open  and  how  fair  I 

No  lurking  snares  t'  entrap  our  feet ; 
No  fierce  destroyer  there. 

3  But  flowers  of  paradise 
In  rich  profusion  spring  ; 

The  Sun  of  Glory  gilds  the  path, 
And  dear  companions  sing. 

4  See  Salem's  golden  spires 
In  beauteous  prospect  rise  ; 

And  brighter  crowns  than  mortals  wear, 
Which  sparkle  through  the  skies. 

5  All  glory  to  His  name, 
Who  drew  the  shining  trace  ; 

To  Him  who  leads  the  wanderers  on. 
And  cheers  them  with  his  grace. 


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S.  M.  458.  Anonymous. 

Rejoice  in  the  Lord  alway. 

1  Rejoice  in  God  alway  ; 

When  earth  looks  heavenly  bright, 
When  joy  makes  glad  the  livelong  day, 
And  peace  shuts  in  the  night. 

2  Rejoice,  when  care  and  woe 
The  fainting  soul  oppress  ; 

When  tears  at  wakeful  midnight  flow, 
And  morn  brings  heaviness. 

3  Rejoice,  in  hope  and  fear  ; 
Rejoice,  in  life  and  death  ; 

Rejoice,  when  threatening  storms  are  near. 
And  comfort  languisheth. 

i     When  should  not  they  rejoice. 
Whom  Christ  his  brethren  calls  ; 

Who  hear  and  know  his  guiding  voice, 
When  on  their  hearts  it  falls  ? 

5     So,  though  our  path  is  steep. 

And  many  a  tempest  lowers. 
Shall  his  own  peace  our  spirits  keep. 

And  Christ's  dear  love  be  ours. 

C.  M.  459.  J.  Newton. 

Hidden  Strength  of  the  Christian. 

1  Rejoice,  believer,  in  the  Lord, 

Who  makes  your  cause  his  own ; 
The  hope  that 's  built  upon  his  word 
Can  ne'er  be  overthrown. 

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2  Though  many  foes  beset  your  road, 

And  feeble  is  your  arm, 
Your  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  harm. 

3  Weak  as  you  are,  you  shall  not  faint, 

Or,  fainting,  shall  not  die  : 
For  God,  the  strength  of  every  saint. 
Will  aid  you  from  on  high. 

4  Though  sometimes  unperceived  by  sense. 

Faith  sees  him  always  near, 
A  Guide,  a  Glory,  a  Defence  ; 
Then  what  have  you  to  fear  ? 

5  As  surely  as  Christ  overcame, 

And  triumphed  once  for  you. 
So  surely  you  that  love  his  name 
Shall  triumph  in  him  too. 

C.  M.  460.  Doddridge. 

The  Way  to  the  Heavenly  City. 

1  Sing,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 

Your  great  deliverer  sing  ; 
Pilgrims,  for  Zion's  city  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  See  the  fair  way  his  hand  hath  raised, 

How  holy  and  how  plain ! 
Nor  shall  the  simplest  travellers  err, 
Nor  ask  the  track  in  vain. 

3  A  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on, 

Through  all  the  blissful  road, 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise. 
And  see  your  Father,  God. 

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4  There,  garlands  of  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head  ; 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress 
Like  shadows  all  are  fled. 

5  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength, 

Pm'sue  his  footsteps  still, 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye, 
While  laboring  up  the  hiU. 

S.  M.  461.  Moravian. 

The  Christian  encouraged. 

1  Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears  ; 
Hope,  and  be  undismayed  ; 

God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears ; 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Through  waves,  through  clouds,  and  storms, 
He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 

Wait  thou  his  time ;  so  shall  the  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  He  everywhere  hath  rule. 
And  all  things  serve  his  might ; 

His  every  act  pure  blessing  is. 
His  path  unsullied  light. 

4  Thou  comprehend'st  him  not ; 
Yet  earth  and  heaven  tell, 

God  sits  as  Sovereign  on  the  throne ; 
He  ruleth  all  things  well. 

5  Thou  seest  our  weakness.  Lord ; 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  ; 

O  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand. 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee  ! 

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6     Let  us,  in  life  or  death. 

Boldly  thy  truth  declare, 
And  publish,  with  our  latest  breath. 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

S.  H.  M.  462.  Cii.  Watchman. 

Excellence  of  Faith. 

1  Faith  is  the  Christian's  prop, 

Whereon  his  sorrows  lean  ; 
It  is  the  substance  of  his  hope, 

His  proof  of  things  unseen  ; 
It  is  the  anchor  of  his  soul 
When  tempests  rage  and  billows  roll. 

2  Faith  is  the  polar  star 

That  guides  the  Christian's  way, 
Directs  his  wanderings  from  afar 

To  realms  of  endless  day  ; 
It  points  the  course,  where'er  he  roam, 
And  safely  leads  the  pilgrim  home. 

3  Faith  is  the  rainbow's  form 

Hung  on  the  brow  of  heaven. 
The  glory  of  the  passing  storm, 

The  pledge  of  mercy  given  ; 
It  is  the  bright,  triumphal  arch. 
Through  which  the  saints  to  glory  march. 

4  The  faith  that  works  by  love. 

And  purifies  the  heart, 
A  foretaste  of  the  joys  above 

To  mortals  can  impart ; 
It  bears  us  through  this  earthly  strife. 
And  triumphs  in  immortal  life. 

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C.  M.  463.  Turner. 

Power  of  Faith. 

1  Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 

And  saves  us  from  its  snares ; 
It  yields  support  in  all  our  toils. 
And  softens  all  our  cares. 

2  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm  to  give  ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

3  Unveiling  wide  the  heavenly  world, 

Where  endless  pleasures  reign, 
It  bids  us  seek  our  portion  there. 
Nor  bids  us  seek  in  vain. 

4  There,  still  unshaken,  would  we  rest. 

Till  this  frail  body  dies, 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wing, 
To  endless  glory  rise. 

L.  M.  4u4.  Montgomery. 

The  Christian  Graces. 

1  Faith,  hope,  and  charity,  these  three, 
Yet  is  the  greatest  charity  ; 

Father  of  lights,  these  gifts  impart 
To  mine  and  every  human  heart. 

2  Faith,  that  in  prayer  can  never  fail, 
Hope,  that  o'er  doubting  must  prevail, 
And  charity,  whose  name  above 

Is  God's  own  name,  for  God  is  love. 

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3  The  morning  star  is  lost  in  light, 
Faith  vanishes  at  perfect  sight, 
The  rainbow  passes  with  the  storm, 
And  hope  with  sorrow's  fading  form. 

4  But  charity,  serene,  sublime, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  death  and  time. 
Like  the  blue  sky's  all-bounding  space. 
Holds  heaven  and  earth  in  its  embrace. 

C.  M.  465.  Breviary. 

"  These  three,  but  the  greatest  of  these  is  Charity." 

1  Here  hope  and  faith  their  links  unite 

With  love  in  one  sweet  chain ; 
But  when  all  fleeting  things  are  past. 
Love  shall  alone  remain. 

2  O  love  !   O  true  and  fadeless  light  I 

And  shall  it  ever  be. 
That,  after  all  our  toils  and  tears. 
Thy  Sabbath  we  shall  see  ? 

3  'Mid  thousand  fears  and  dangers  now 

We  sow  our  seed  w^ith  prayer, 
But  know  that  joyful  hands  shall  reap 
The  shining  harvests  there. 

4  O  Giver  of  each  perfect  gift  I 

Onr  faith  and  hope  increase. 
And  crown  them,  in  the  future  years. 
With  endless  love  and  peace. 


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L.  M.  466.  Sir  Henry  Wotton. 

A  Happy  Life. 

1  How  happy  is  he  born  and  taught, 
Who  serveth  not  another's  will ; 
Whose  armor  is  his  honest  thought, 
And  simple  truth  his  utmost  sldll  I 

2  Whose  passions  not  his  masters  are  ; 
Whose  soul  is  still  prepared  for  death, 
Untied  to  this  vain  world  by  care 

Of  public  fame  or  private  breath  ; 

3  Who  hath  his  life  from  rumors  freed ; 
Whose  conscience  is  his  strong  retreat ; 
Whose  state  can  neither  flatterers  feed. 
Nor  ruin  make  oppressors  great ; 

4  Who  God  doth  late  and  early  pray 
More  of  his  grace  than  gifts  to  lend. 
To  crave  for  less,  and  more  obey, 

Nor  dare  with  Heaven's  high  will  contend. 

5  This  man  is  freed  from  servile  bands 
Of  hope  to  rise  or  fear  to  fall ; 
Lord  of  himself,  though  not  of  lands, 
And,  having  nothing,  yet  hath  all. 

L.  M.  4d7.  Montgomery. 

Humility. 

1  The  bird  that  soars  on  highest  wing 
Builds  on  the  ground  her  lowly  nest ; 
And  she  that  doth  most  sweetly  sing 
Sings  in  the  shade  when  all  things  rest ; 
In  lark  and  nightingale  we  see 
What  honor  hath  humility. 

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When  Mary  chose  the  better  part, 

She  meekly  sat  at  Jesus'  feet ; 

And  Lydia's  gently  opened  heart 

Was  made  for  God's  own  temple  meet :  — 

Faii'est  and  best  adorned  is  she 

Whose  clothing  is  humility. 

The  saint  that  wears  heaven's  brightest  crown 

In  deepest  adoration  bends  ; 

The  weight  of  glory  bows  him  down 

Then  most  when  most  his  soul  ascends  :  — 

Nearest  the  throne  itself  must  be 

The  footstool  of  humility. 

C.  M.  468.  Watts. 

Christ  an  Example  of  Loto. 

1  When  Christ  among  the  sons  of  men 

In  humble  form  was  found, 
With  cruel  slanders,  false  and  vain, 
They  compassed  him  around. 

2  Their  miseries  his  compassion  moved, 

Their  peace  he  still  pursued  ; 
They  rendered  hatred  for  his  love. 
And  evil  for  his  2:00 d. 


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3  Their  malice  raged  without  a  cause ; 

Yet,  with  his  dying  breath. 
He  prayed  for  murderers  on  his  cross, 
And  blest  his  foes  in  death. 

4  O  may  his  conduct,  all  divine. 

To  us  a  model  prove  : 
Like  us,  O  God,  our  hearts  incline 
Our  enemies  to  love. 

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C.  M.  469.  Exeter  Col. 

Fortitude  founded  on  Faith. 

1  Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord ; 
His  well-established  mind, 
In  every  varying  scene  of  life, 
Shall  true  composure  find. 

Q  Oft  through  the  deep  and  stormy  sea 
The  heavenly  footsteps  lie  ; 
But  on  a  glorious  world  beyond 
His  faith  can  fix  its  eye. 

3  Though  dark  his  present  prospects  be, 

And  sorrows  round  him  dwell. 
Yet  hope  can  whisper  to  his  soul, 
That  all  shall  issue  well. 

4  Full  in  the  presence  of  his  God, 

Through  every  scene  he  goes. 
And,  fearing  him,  no  other  fear 
His  steadfast  bosom  knows. 

C.  M.  470.  Montgomery. 

Unity  of  the  Spirit  in  the  Bond  of  Peace. 

1  The  glorious  universe  around. 

The  heavens  with  all  their  train. 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  are  firmly  bound 
In  one  mysterious  chain. 

2  The  earth,  the  ocean,  and  the  sky 

To  form  one  world  agi'ee ; 
Where  all  that  walk,  or  swim,  or  fly. 
Compose  one  family. 

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3  God  in  creation  thus  displays 

His  wisdom  and  his  might, 
While  all  his  works  with  all  his  ways 
Harmoniously  unite. 

4  In  one  fraternal  bond  of  love, 

One  fellowship  of  mind, 
The  saints  below  and  saints  above 
Their  bliss  and  glory  find. 

5  Here,  in  their  house  of  pilgrimage, 

Thy  statutes  are  their  song ; 
There,  through  one  bright,  eternal  age, 
Thy  praises  they  prolong. 

6  Lord,  may  our  union  form  a  part 

Of  that  thrice-happy  whole  ; 
Derive  its  pulse  from  thee  the  heart. 
Its  life  from  thee  the  soul. 

L.  M.  471.  Doddridge. 

Devotion  to  God. 

1  My  gracious  God,  I  own  thy  right 
To  every  service  I  can  pay  ; 

And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates  and  obey. 

2  What  is  my  being  but  for  thee. 
Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end  ? 
Thy  ever-smiling  face  to  see, 

And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  friend  ? 

3  Thy  work  my  hoary  age  shall  bless, 
When  youthful  vigor  is  no  more ; 
And  my  last  hour  of  life  confess 
Thy  love  hath  animating  power. 

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S.  M.  47^.  Scott,  alt. 

"  Doth  not  VTisdoni  cry  ?  " 

1  'T  IS  Wisdom's  earnest  cry, 
"Wisdom,  the  voice  of  God  ; 

To  young  and  old,  to  low  and  high. 
She  speaks  his  will  abroad. 

2  Within  the  human  breast 
Her  strong  monitions  plead  ; 

She  thunders  her  divine  protest 
Against  the  unrighteous  deed. 

3  Within  the  holy  place, 

She  calls,  with  open  arms,  — 
"  How  long,  ye  fools,  will  you  embrace 
Folly's  deceiving  charms  ? 

4  "  My  joys  unsensual  taste  ; 
Come,  drink  of  wisdom's  wine  ; 

No  sorrow  poisons  my  repast. 
The  banquet  is  divine. 

5  "  My  ways  are  ways  of  peace  ; 
My  pleasures  never  cloy  ; 

The  bliss  I  give  will  never  cease, 
But  lead  to  endless  joy." 

C.  M.  473.  Mrs.  Steele. 

The  Trae  Riches. 

1  When  Fancy  spreads  her  boldest  wings, 
And  wanders  un confined 
Amidst  the  unbounded  scene  of  things 
Which  entertain  the  mind  : 

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2  In  vain  we  trace  creation  o'er, 

In  search  of  sacred  rest ; 
The  whole  creation  is  too  poor 
To  make  us  fully  blest. 

3  In  vain  would  this  low  world  employ- 

Each  false  and  flattering  wile ; 
For  what  can  yield  a  real  joy, 
But  our  Creator's  smile  ? 

4  Let  earth  with  all  her  charms  depart, 

Unworthy  of  the  mind  ; 
In  God  alone  this  restless  heart 
An  equal  bliss  can  find. 

5  Thy  favor,  Lord,  is  all  we  want ; 

Here  would  our  spirit  rest : 
O  seal  the  rich,  the  boundless  grant, 
And  make  ns  fully  blest. 

L.    M.  474.  Ch.  RErORMER. 

"  Lord,  to  -wliom  shall  we  go  ?  " 

1  From  Christ,  my  Lord,  shall  I  depart, 
And  rase  his  image  from  my  heart? 
Forsake  the  beams  of  heavenly  day. 
And  follow  nature's  feeble  ray  ? 

2  Treasures  of  power,  and  grace  divine, 
United,  in  my  Saviour  shine  ; 

No  other  name  but  his  is  given, 
To  lead  us  to  the  joys  of  heaven. 

3  The  living  bread  his  hands  bestow  ; 
The  living  waters  round  him  flow ; 
And  shall  I  from  the  fountain  fly. 
And  in  the  parching  desert  die  ? 

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4  Forbid  it,  Author  of  my  frame, 

Great  God,  from  whom  my  spirit  came  ; 
Thy  Son  can  endless  life  bestow ; 
To  whom  but  him,  then,  should  I  go  ? 

L.  M.  475.  Barbauld. 

Christian  Friendship. 

1  How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
In  union  sweet  according  minds  ! 

How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts,  and  faith,  and  hopes  are  one ! 

2  To  each,  the  soul  of  each  how  dear ! 
What  jealous  love,  what  holy  fear  ! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth  and  cleanse  from  sin  I 

3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe ; 
Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Together  both  they  seek  the  place 
Where  God  reveals  his  awful  "face  : 

How  high,  how  strong,  their  raptures  swell, 
There  's  none  but  kindred  souls  can  tell. 

5  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire 
When  droops  at  length  frail  nature's  fire ; 
For  they  shall  meet  in  realms  above,  — 
A  heaven  of  joy,  because  of  love. 

H.  M.  47o.  Montgomery. 

Christian  L'nity. 

1  How  beautiful  the  sight 
Of  brethren  who  agree 

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In  friendship  to  unite, 
And  bonds  of  charity  : 
'T  is  like  the  precious  ointment  shed 
O'er  all  his  robes,  from  Aaron's  head. 

2  'T  is  like  the  dews  that  fill 

The  cups  of  Hermon's  flowers, 
Or  Zion's  fruitful  hill. 

Bright  with  the  drops  of  showers. 
When  mingling  odors  breathe  around, 
And  glory  rests  on  all  the  ground. 

3  For  there  the  Lord  commands 

Blessings,  a  boundless  store, 
From  his  unsparing  hands. 

Yea,  life  for  evermore  : 
Thrice  happy  they  who  meet  above 
To  spend  eternity  in  love. 

S.  M.  477.  Watts. 

Union  and  Peace. 

I     Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace. 
Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one. 

Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

Blest  is  the  pious  house. 
Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

:      From  those  celestial  springs 
Such  streams  of  pleasure  How, 

As  no  increase  of  riches  brings. 
Nor  honors  can  bestow^ 

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4  Thus,  when  on  Aaron's  head 
They  poured  the  rich  perfume, 

The  oil  o'er  all  his  raiment  spread, 
And  fragrance  filled  the  room. 

5  Thus,  on  the  heavenly  hills. 
The  saints  are  blest  above, 

Where  joy,  like  morning  dew,  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

S.  M.  478.  Beddome. 

All  one  in  Christ. 

1  Let  party  names  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Ai*e  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 
Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

3  Let  envy  and  ill-wifl 
Be  banished  far  away ; 

Those  should  in  holy  friendship  dwell 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  Church  below 
Resemble  that  above ; 

Where  streams  of  pleasure  always  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 


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L.  M.  479.  E.  Taylor. 

"  Thou  Shalt  love  the  Lord  thy  God." 

1  "  Thus  sbalt  thou  love  the  Almighty  Lord, 
With  all  thy  heart,  and  soul,  and  mind  "  : 
So  speaks  to  man  that  sacred  word, 

For  counsel  and  reproof  designed. 

2  "  With  all  thy  heart "  ;  no  idol  thing, 
Though  close  around  the  heart  it  twine. 
Its  interposing  shade  must  fling, 

To  darken  that  pure  love  of  thine. 

3  "  With  all  thy  mind  " ;  each  varied  power, 
Creative  fancy,  musings  high. 

And  thoughts  that  glance  behind,  before,  — 
These  must  religion  sanctify. 

4  "  With  soul  and  strength  "  ;  thy  days  of  ease. 
While  vigor  nerves  each  youthful  limb. 

And  hope  and  joy,  and  health  and  peace. 
All  must  be  freely  brought  to  him. 

5  Thou  Power  supreme,  in  whom  we  move ! 
Vouchsafe  thy  servants,  in  their  day. 

The  mind  to  adore,  the  heart  to  love. 

And  strength  to  serve  thee,  while  they  may. 

L.   M.  480.  WESJ.EYAN. 

For  the  Spirit  of  Love. 

1   Giver  of  peace  and  unity. 
Send  down  thy  mild,  pacific  Dove  ; 
We  all  shall  then  in  one  agree. 
And  breathe  the  spirit  of  thy  love. 

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2  We  all  shall  think  and  speak  the  same 
Delightful  lesson  of  thy  grace, 

One  undivided  Christ  proclaim, 
And  jointly  glory  in  thy  praise. 

3  O  let  us  take  a  softer  mould, 
Blended  and  gathered  into  thee  ; 
Under  one  Shepherd  make  one  fold, 
Where  all  is  love  and  harmony. 

4  Subdue  in  us  the  carnal  mind, 
The  enmity  of  sin  destroy ; 

With  cords  of  love  our  passions  bind, 
And  gently  melt  us  into  joy. 

5  Thus  make  us  find  the  ancient  way 
The  unbelieving  world  to  move. 
And  force  thy  wondering  foes  to  say, 

"  Behold  these  Christians,  how  they  love  ! " 

C.  M.  481.  Logan. 

The  "Ways  of  TVisdom. 

1  O  HAPPY  is  the  man  who  hears 

Instruction's  faithful  voice  ; 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice  I 

2  Wisdom  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold  ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  is  the  gain  of  gold. 

3  In  her  right  hand  she  holds  to  view 

A  length  of  happy  years  ; 
And  in  her  left,  the  prize  of  fame 
And  honor  bright  appears. 

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4  She  guides  the  young,  with  innocence, 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread ; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

5  According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

C.  M.  4o/J.  Beddome. 

Fear  not. 

1  Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears  ; 

Be  mercy  all  your  theme  ; 
For  mercy,  like  a  river,  flows. 
In  one  perpetual  stream. 

2  Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell ; 

God  will  those  powers  restrain  ; 
His  arm  will  all  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

3  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good  ; 

For  his  he  will  provide, 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
And  give  them  heaven  beside. 

4  Fear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forsake. 

Or  leave  his  work  undone  ; 
He  's  faithful  to  his  promises, 
And  faithful  to  his  Son. 

5  Fear  not  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 

Nor  death's  relentless  sting  ; 
Through  the  dark  valley  He  will  guide. 
And  to  his  glory  bring. 

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C.  P.  M.  483.  Cotton. 

Contentment  and  Resignation. 

If  solid  happiness  we  prize, 
Within  our  breasts  the  jewel  lies  ; 

Nor  need  we  roam  abroad  : 
The  world  has  little  to  bestow  ; 
From  well-formed  hearts  our  joys  must  flow, 

Hearts  that  delight  in  God. 

Then  let  us,  with  a  grateful  mind. 
Take  what  our  Father,  ever  kind. 

Doth  graciously  bestow ; 
The  blessings  which  he  sends,  enjoy. 
And  in  his  praise  find  sweet  employ, 

From  whom  our  comforts  flow. 

To  be  resigned,  when  ills  betide. 
Patient,  when  favors  are  denied. 

And  pleased  with  favors  given,  — 
This  is  the  wise,  the  virtuous  part ; 
This  is  that  incense  of  the  heart 

Whose  fragrance  reaches  heaven. 

Thus  through  life's  changing  scenes  we  '11  go ; 
Its  checkered  paths  of  joy  and  woe 

With  holy  care  we  '11  tread ; 
Quit  its  vain  scenes  without  a  tear, 
Without  a  trouble  or  a  fear. 

And  mingle  with  the  dead. 

For  conscience,  like  a  faithful  friend, 
Shall  through  the  gloomy  vale  attend, 

And  cheer  our  dying  breath  ; 
Shall,  when  all  other  comforts  cease. 
Like  a  kind  angel,  whisper  peace, 

And  smooth  the  bed  of  death. 
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C.  M.  484.  Sab.  Kbcreations. 

Resignation. 

1  In  trouble  and  in  grief,  O  God, 

Tiiy  smile  hath  cheered  my  way  ; 
And  joy  hath  budded  from  each  thorn 
That  round  ray  footsteps  lay. 

2  The  hours  of  pain  have  yielded  good, 

Which  prosperous  days  refused  ; 
As  herbs,  though  scentless  when  entire. 
Spread  fragrance  when  they  're  bruised. 

3  The  oak  strikes  deeper,  as  its  boughs 

By  fm'ious  blasts  are  driven  ; 
So  life's  tempestuous  storms  the  more 
Have  fixed  my  heart  in  heaven. 

4  All-gracious  Lord,  whate'er  my  lot 

In  other  times  may  be, 
I  '11  welcome  still  the  heaviest  grief, 
That  brings  me  near  to  thee. 

L.  M.  485.  Watts. 

The  Heavenly  Race. 

1  Awake,  our  souls  ;  away,  our  fears  ; 
Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone  ; 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  't  is  a  straight  and  thorny  road. 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint ;  — 

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3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 

And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring. 
Our  souls  shall  drink  a  full  supply ; 
While  those  who  trust  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air. 
We  '11  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly. 
Nor  tire  amid  the  heavenly  road. 

C.  M.  486.  Doddridge. 

On  Recovery  from  Sickness. 

1  My  God,  thy  service  well  demands 

The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renewed. 
But  to  renew  thy  praise  ? 

2  Thine  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
When  life  was  hovering  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 

3  I  calmly  bowed  my  fainting  head 

On  thy  dear,  faithful  breast. 
And  waited  for  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 

4  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave. 

At  thy  command,  I  come  ; 
But  oh !  let  not  my  heart  retreat 
From  my  celestial  home. 

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L.  M.  487.  Watts. 

The  Beatitudes. 

1  Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty  : 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state. 
And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 

3  Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness  ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied,  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

4  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean, 
Who  never  tread  the  ways  of  sin  ; 

With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

5  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life. 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  glowing  strife  ; 
They  shall  be  called  the  heirs  of  bliss. 
The  sons  of  God,  —  the  God  of  peace. 

6  Blest  are  the  faithful,  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord  ; 
Eternal  life  is  their  reward. 


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78.  M.  4oO.  Cennick. 

The  Christian  rejoicing  in  Hope. 

1  Children  of  the  Heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing  ; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock  and  blest ; 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go. 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

123.  M.  489.  Gaskell. 

The  New  Birth. 

1  I  AM  free  I  I  am  free  !  I  have  broken  away 
From  the  chambers  of  night  to  the  splendors  of 

day; 
All  the  phantoms  that  darkened  around  me  are 

gone. 
And  a  spirit  of  light  is  now  leading  me  on. 

'Z  Earth  appeareth  in  garments  of  beauty  new  drest ; 
Brighter  thoughts,  brighter  feelings,  spring  forth 

in  my  breast ; 
Happy  voices  are  floating  in  music  above ; 
All  creation  is  full  of  the  glory  of  love. 


ITS    DUTIES,    VIRTUES,    AND    JOYS. 

3  God  of  truth  I    it  is  thou  who   hast  shed  down 

each  ray 
Of  the  sunshine  that  blesses  and   gladdens  my 

way; 
From  the  depths  of  my  spirit,  to  thee  will  I  give 
Ever-thankful  affection  as  long  as  I  live. 

S.  M.  490.  Anonymous. 

The  whole  Armor  of  God. 

1  Followers  of  Christ !  arise, 
And  put  your  armor  on, 

Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 
To  each  obedient  son. 

2  Stand  forth  in  his  great  might. 
With  all  his  strength  endued  ; 

But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 
The  panoply  of  God. 

3  And,  above  all,  lay  hold 
Of  faith's  victorious  shield  ; 

Armed  with  that  adamant  and  gold, 
Ye  caimot  lose  the  field. 

4  Leave  no  unguarded  place, 
No  weakness  of  the  soul ; 

Take  every  virtue,  every  gi'ace. 
And  consecrate  the  whole. 

5  That  havhig  all  tilings  done, 
And  conquered  in  the  strife. 

To  nobler  service  ye  pass  on. 
And  an  undying  life  ! 

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C.  M.  41:^1.  Watts. 

Sincerity  and  Hypocrisy. 

1  God  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise, 

He  sees  our  inmost  mind  ; 
In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honor  can  appear  ; 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 

Their  bending  knees  the  ground ; 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 

4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways. 

And  make  my  soul  sincere ; 
Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

L.  M.  492.  Cotton. 

A  Peaceful  Conscience. 

1  While  some  in  folly's  pleasures  roll, 
And  court  the  joys  that  hurt  the  soul. 
Be  mine  that  silent,  calm  repast, 

A  conscience  peaceful  to  the  last. 

2  With  this  companion  in  the  shade, 
My  soul  no  more  shall  be  dismayed ; 
But  fearless  meet  life's  dreariest  gloom. 
And  the  pale  monarch  of  the  tomb. 


ITS    DUTIES,    VIRTUES,    AND    JOYS. 

3  Amidst  the  various  scenes  of  ills, 
Each  blow  some  kind  design  fulfils  ; 
And  can  I  murmur  at  my  God, 
While  love  supreme  directs  the  rod  ? 

4  His  hand  will  smooth  my  rugged  way, 
And  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day  ; 
To  milder  skies,  and  brighter  plains, 
Where  everlasting  pleasure  reigns. 

C.  P.  M.  493.  HenktMoobe. 

Holiness  is  Everlasting. 

1  All  earthly  charms,  however  dear, 
Howe'er  they  please  the  eye  or  ear. 

Will  quickly  fade  and  fly  ; 
Of  earthly  glory  faint  the  blaze. 
And  soon  the  transitory  rays 

In  endless  darkness  die. 

2  The  nobler  beauties  of  the  just 
Shall  never  moulder  in  the  dust. 

Or  know  a  sad  decay  ; 
Their  honors  time  and  death  defy. 
And  round  the  throne  of  heaven  on  high 

Beam  everlasting  day. 

7s.  M.  494.  Mekrick. 

The  Good  Man  blessed  of  God.    Psalm  15. 

1  Who  shall  toward  thy  chosen  seat 
Turn  in  glad  approach  his  feet  ? 
Who,  great  God,  a  welcome  guest, 
On  thy  hallowed  mountain  rest  ? 

2  He  whose  heart  thy  love  has  warmed; 
He  whose  wdll,  to  thine  conformed, 

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Bids  his  life  unsullied  run  ; 

He  whose  word  and  thought  are  one. 

3  He  who  ne'er  with  cruel  aim 
Seeks  to  wound  an  honest  fame, 
Nor  with  gloomy  joy  possessed 
Can  a  brother's  peace  molest. 

4  Who,  from  servile  terror  free. 
Spurns  at  those  who  spurn  at  thee, 
And  to  each  who  thee  obeys 
Love  and  lowliest  reverence  pays. 

5  What  he  swears,  with  steadfast  will 
To  his  loss  he  shall  fulfil ; 

Nor  can  bribes  his  sentence  guide 
'Gainst  the  guiltless  to  decide. 

6  He  who  thus,  with  heart  unstained. 
Treads  the  path  by  thee  ordained. 
He,  great  God,  shall  own  thy  care. 
And  thy  constant  blessing  share. 

C.  M.  495.  Tate  &  Brady. 

The  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

1  How  blest  is  he,  who  ne'er  consents 

By  ill  advice  to  walk ; 
Nor  stands  in  sinners'  ways,  nor  sits 
Where  men  profanely  talk : 

2  But  makes  the  perfect  law  of  God 

His  business  and  .delight ; 
Devoutly  reads  therein  by  day. 
And  meditates  by  night. 

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3  Like  some  fair  tree,  which,  fed  by  streams, 

With  timely  fruit  does  bend, 
He  still  shall  ilom'ish,  and  success 
All  his  designs  attend. 

4  Ungodly  men,  and  their  attempts, 

No  lasting  root  shall  find  ; 
Untimely  blasted,  and  dispersed 
Like  chaff  before  the  wind. 

5  For  God  approves  the  just  man's  ways  ; 

To  happiness  they  tend : 
But  sinners,  and  the  paths  they  tread. 
Shall  both  in  ruin  end. 

C.  M.  496.  Tate  &  Beady 

The  Righteous  blessed. 

1  How  blest  are  they  who  always  keep 

The  pure  and  perfect  way ! 
Who  never  from  the  sacred  paths 
Of  God's  commandments  stray. 

2  Thrice  blest  I  who  to  his  righteous  laws 

Have  still  obedient  been  ; 
And  have  with  fervent,  humble  zeal 
His  favor  sought  to  win. 

3  Thou  strictly  hast  enjoined  us,  Lord, 

To  learn  thy  sacred  will, 
And  all  our  diligence  employ 
Thy  statutes  to  fulfil. 

4  O  then  that  thy  most  holy  will 

Might  o'er  my  ways  preside. 
And  I  the  course  of  all  my  life 
By  thy  direction  guide  ! 

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5  Then  with  assurance  should  I  walk, 
From  all  confusion  free, 
Convinced  with  joy,  that  all  my  ways 
With  thy  commands  agree. 

S.  M.  497.  Wesletan. 

Call  to  labor  in  Grod's  Vineyard. 

1  The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 
Before  his  laborers  lies  ; 

And,  lo  !  we  see  the  vast  reward 
Which  waits  us  in  the  skies. 

2  O  let  us  then  proceed 

In  God's  great  work  below. 
And,  following  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  further  conquests  go. 

3  The  Church  of  the  first-born. 
We  shall  with  them  be  blest. 

And,  crowned  with  endless  joy,  return 
To  our  eternal  rest. 

4  What  honor  to  behold. 
In  that  sublime  abode, 

The  patriarchs  and  prophets  old, 
And  all  the  men  of  God ! 

5  Then  spend  our  days  beneath, 
Toiling  in  cheerful  hope ; 

And  fearless  pass  the  vale  of  death. 
And  gain  the  mountain-top. 


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C.  M.  498.  CoAvrER. 

Religious  Retirement. 

1  Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord !  I  flee, 
From  strife  and  tumult  far ; 
From  scenes  where  sin  is  waging  still 
Its  most  successful  war. 

9  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade. 
With  prayer  and  praise  agree  ; 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul. 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
O  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
She  communes  with  her  God  I 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  Guardian  of  my  life. 

Sweet  Source  of  light  divine, 

And  all  harmonious  names  in  one. 

My  Father.  —  thou  art  mine  I 

L.  M.  499.  Watts. 

Retirement  and  Meditation. 

1  My  God !  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  ; 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

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2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense. 

One  sovereign  word  can  di*aw  me  thence  ; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine. 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  ; 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 


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PRAYERS,   ASPIRATIONS,   AND 
DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

S.  M.  OUU.  Anonymous. 

Call  to  Prayer. 

1  CojME  to  the  morning  prayer, 
Come,  let  us  kneel  and  pray ;  — 

Prayer  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  staff, 
To  walk  with  God  all  day. 

2  At  noon,  beneath  the  Rock 
Of  Ages,  rest  and  pray  ; 

Sweet  is  that  shelter  from  the  heat, 
When  the  sun  smites  by  day. 

3  At  evening,  shut  thy  door. 
Round  the  home  altar  pray  ; 

And,  finding  there  the  house  of  God, 
At  heaven's  gate  close  the  day. 

4  When  midnight  veils  our  eyes, 
O,  it  is  sweet  to  say, 

I  sleep,  but  my  heart  waketh.  Lord, 
With  thee  to  watch  and  pray ! 

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PRATERS,   ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT   AFFECTIONS. 

S.  M.  oOl.  Anonymous. 

The  Hour  of  Prayer. 

1  It  is  the  hour  of  prayer  : 
Draw  near  and  bend  the  knee, 

And  fill  the  calm  and  holy  aii 

With  voice  of  melody  ! 

O'erwearied  with  the  heat 

And  burden  of  the  day, 
Now  let  us  rest  our  wandering  feet, 

And  gather  here  to  pray. 

2  The  dark  and  deadly  blight 
That  walks  at  noontide  hour. 

The  midnight  arrow's  secret  flight, 

O'er  us  have  had  no  power ; 

But  smiles  from  loving  eyes 

Have  been  around  our  way. 
And  lips  on  which  a  blessing  lies 

Have  bidden  us  to  pray. 

3  O  blessed  is  the  hour 

That  lifts  our  hearts  on  high: 
Like  sunlight  when  the  tempests  lower, 

Prayer  to  the  soul  is  nigh  ; 

Though  dark  may  be  our  lot. 

Our  eyes  be  dim  with  care, 
These  saddening  thoughts  shall  trouble  not 

This  holy  hour  of  prayer. 

C.  M.  oU^.  Montgomery. 

Prayer. 

1  Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Uttered  or  unexpressed  ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

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2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear  ; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try  ; 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath. 

The  Christian's  native  air  ; 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death  ; 
He  enters  heaven  by  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways, 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice. 
And  say,  "  Behold,  he  prays." 

6  O  Thou  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod ; 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray ! 

7s.  M.  503.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

"  I  will  that  men  pray  everywhere." 

1  Child,  amidst  the  flowers  at  play. 
While  the  red  light  fades  away  ; 
Mother,  with  thine  earnest  eye 
Ever  following  silently  ; 

2  Father,  by  the  breeze  of  eve 
Called  thy  harvest-work  to  leave  ; 
Pray  !  ere  yet  the  dark  hours  be. 
Lift  the  heart  and  bend  the  knee  I 

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3  Traveller  in  the  stranger's  land, 

Far  from  thine  ovv^i  household  band ; 
Mourner,  haunted  by  the  tone 
Of  a  voice  from  this  world  gone  ; 

4  Captive,  in  whose  narrow  cell 
Sunshine  hath  not  leave  to  dwell ; 
Sailor,  on  the  darkening  sea. 
Lift  the  heart,  and  bend  the  knee  ! 

5  Ye  that  triumph,  ye  that  sigh, 
Kindred  by  one  holy  tie. 
Heaven's  first  star  alike  ye  see  ; 
Lift  the  heart,  and  bend  the  knee  I 

C.  M.  504.  H.  Ware,  Jr. 

For  God's  Presence. 

1  Father  in  heaven,  to  thee  our  hearts 

Would  lift  themselves  in  prayer  ; 
Drive  from  our  souls  each  earthly  thought, 
And  show  thy  presence  there. 

2  Each  moment  of  our  lives  renews 

The  mercies  of  our  Lord  ; 
Each  moment  is  itself  a  gift 
To  bear  us  on  to  God. 

3  Help  us  to  break  the  galling  chains 

This  world  has  round  us  thrown  ; 
Each  passion  of  our  hearts  subdue, 
Each  cherished  sin  disown. 

4  O  Father !  kindle  in  our  souls 

A  never-dying  flame 
Of  holy  love,  of  grateful  trust 
In  thine  almighty  name. 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT   AFFECTIONS. 

S.  M.  505.  Briggs's  Col. 

Walking  with  God. 

1  Father,  I  will  not  pray 
Freedom  from  earthly  ill ; 

But  may  thy  peace  be  o'er  my  way, 
With  its  dove-pinion,  still. 

2  O  let  a  sense  of  thee. 
Of  thy  sustaining  love. 

My  bosom-guest  for  ever  be. 
Where'er  I  rest  or  move. 

3  A  heavenly  light  serene. 
With  its  unfading  beams. 

Within  my  trusting  heart  be  seen, 
More  bright  than  childhood's  dreams. 

4  So  let  me  walk  with  thee. 
Thy  presence  round  my  way ; 

Made  by  thine  aiding  Spirit  free  ; 
Thy  love  my  joy  and  stay. 

S.  M.  506.  Hemans. 

For  the  Presence  of  Heavenly  Thoughts. 

1  Come  to  me,  thoughts  of  heaven  ! 
My  fainting  spirit  bear 

On  your  bright  wings,  by  morning  given, 

Up  to  celestial  air. 

Away,  far,  far  away, 

From  thoughts  by  passion  given, 
Fold  me  in  blue,  still,  cloudless  day, 

O  blessed  thoughts  of  heaven  ! 

2  Come  in  my  tempted  hour. 
Sweet  thoughts  !  and  yet  again 

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O'er  sinful  wish  and  memory  shower 

Your  soft,  effacing  rain ; 

Waft  me  where  gales  divine 

With  dark  clouds  ne'er  have  striven, 
Where  living  founts  for  ever  shine, 

O  blessed  thoughts  of  heaven  I 

L.  M.  oU7«  Anontmofs. 

The  Presence  of  Jesus. 

1  When,  blest  Redeemer,  thou  art  near. 
The  soul  enjoys  a  sacred  peace ; 
Thy  presence  calms  our  every  fear. 
And  gives  from  every  doubt  release. 

2  Be  with  us  now,  in  truth  and  love. 
In  strength  that  conquers  every  sin  ; 
O  cleanse,  and  bless,  and  lift  above, 
And  may  thy  cross  our  hearts  still  win. 

3  In  suffering  may  we  strength  receive 
From  memory  of  thy  victory  won  ; 

In  doubt  our  drooping  hopes  revive  ;  — 
Thus  be  thy  presence  with  us  shown ! 

4  Be  ever  near  our  spirits.  Lord  ; 
And,  drawn  by  sympathy,  may  we 

Still,  through  thy  cross,  thy  life,  thy  word. 
In  faith  and  love  come  near  to  thee ! 

7s.  M.  508 .  Gaskell. 

Christ  who  strengtheneth  me. 

1  When  arise  the  thoughts  of  sin, 
When  the  world  our  hearts  would  win, 
When,  to  selfish  pleasures  given. 
Droops  the  love  that  blooms  for  heaven, 

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Lord  !  we  would  remember  thee, 
Thou  wilt  our  Redeemer  be. 

I  When,  with  footsteps  faint  and  slow, 
Duty's  upward  path  we  go  ; 
When,  by  toils  and  hardship  pressed. 
Round  we  turn  to  look  for  rest 


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Lord  !  we  would  remember  thee, 
Thou  our  Guide  and  Strength  wilt  be. 

When  the  day  grows  dark  and  drear, 
When,  beset  by  doubt  and  fear, 
We  can  see  no  beam  of  light 
Struggling  through  the  thickening  night. 
Lord  !  we  would  remember  thee, 
Thou  our  Comforter  wilt  be. 

8&7s.  M.  509.  Grant. 

The  Christian  encouraged. 

Know,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation  ; 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care  ; 
Joy  to  find,'-in  every  station. 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear : 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee  ; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine  ; 
Think  what  Jesus  did  to  win  thee  : 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 

Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory. 

Armed  by  faith  and  winged  by  prayer ; 
Heaven's  eternal  day  's  before  thee  ; 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there : 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission  ; 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days  ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

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PRAYERS,   ASPIRATIONS,   AND    DEVOUT   AFFECTIONS. 

C.   M.  510.  COWPER. 

"God  will  proYide." 

1  When  Hagar  found  the  bottle  spent. 
And  wept  o'er  Ishmael, 
A  message  from  the  Lord  was  sent 
To  guide  her  to  a  well. 

2  Should  not  Elijah's  cake  and  cruse 

Convince  us,  at  this  day, 
A  gi'acious  God  will  not  refuse 
Provisions  by  the  way. 

3  His  saints  and  servants  shall  be  fed, 

The  promise  is  secure ; 
"  Bread  shall  be  given  them,"  as  he  said, 
"  Their  water  shall  be  sure." 

4  Repasts  far  richer  they  shall  prove, 

Than  all  earth's  dainties  are  ; 
'T  is  sweet  to  taste  a  Saviour's  love, 
Though  in  the  meanest  fare. 

5  To  Jesus,  then,  your  trouble  bring. 

Nor  murmur  at  your  lot ; 
While  you  are  poor,  and  he  is  King, 
You  shall  not  be  forgot. 

C.  M.  oil.  Sacred  Offering. 

Shepherd  of  Israel. 

1  Shepherd  of  Israel,  hear  my  prayer. 
And  to  my  cry  give  heed  ; 
Shepherd  of  Israel,  lead  me  where 
Thy  flocks  in  safety  feed. 

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2  Whether  upon  the  barren  hills, 

Or  ill  the  desert  bare, 
Strike  but  thy  rod,  the  purest  rills 
And  greenest  herbs  are  there : 

3  The  shadow  of  a  mighty  rock 

Is  in  that  weary  land  ; 
And  heavenly  dews  fall  on  the  flock, 
Protected  by  thy  hand. 

4  Lead  me,  O  lead  me  to  thy  fold. 

Earth  has  no  rest  beside ; 
Shepherd  of  Israel,  known  of  old, 
Be  thou  my  only  guide. 

C.    M.  512.  COWPER. 

■yValking  with  God. 

1  O  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  I 

0  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 
When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  stiU  ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return  I 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest! 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,   AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  : 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

L.  M.  olo.  Gaskell. 

Faith  in  God's  Love. 

1  O  Father  !  humbly  we  repose  . 

Our  souls  on  thee,  who  dwell'st  above. 
And  bless  thee  for  the  peace  which  flows 
From  faith  in  thine  encircling  love. 

2  Though  every  earthly  trust  may  break. 
Infinite  m.ight  belongs  to  thee  ; 
Though  every  earthly  friend  forsake. 
Unchangeable  thou  still  wilt  be. 

3  Though  clouds  may  gather  darkly  round, 
They  cannot  veil  us  from  thy  sight ; 
Though  vain  all  human  aid  be  found. 
Thou  every  grief  canst  turn  to  light. 

4  All  things  thy  wise  designs  fulfil. 

In  earth  beneath,  and  heaven  above. 
And  good  breaks  out  from  every  ill. 
Through  faith  in  thine  encircling  love. 


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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 
L.  M.  OA4.  Doddridge. 

The  Rest  of  the  grateful  Soul.    Tsalm  116. 

1  Return,  my  soul,  and  seek  thy  rest 
Upon  thy  Heavenly  Father's  breast : 
Indulge  me.  Lord,  in  that  repose 

The  soul  which  loves  thee  only  knows. 

2  Safe  in  thy  care,  I  fear  no  more 

The  tempest's  howl,  the  billows'  roar : 

Those  storms  must  shake  the  Almighty's  seat, 

Which  violate  the  saint's  retreat. 

3  Thy  bounties.  Lord,  to  me  surmount 
The  power  of  language  to  recount ; 
From  morning  dawn  the  setting  sun 
Sees  but  my  work  of  praise  begun. 

4  Rich  in  ten  thousand  gifts  possessed, 
In  future  hopes  more  richly  blessed, 
I  '11  sit  and  sing,  till  death  shall  raise 
A  note  of  more  proportioned  praise. 

C.  M.  515.  Urwick's  Col. 

*  Prayer  for  Grace  iu  Trial. 

1  Father  of  all  our  mercies,  thou 

In  whom  we  move  and  live, 
Hear  us  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling,  now, 
And  answer,  and  forgive. 

2  When,  harassed  by  ten  thousand  foes. 

Our  helplessness  we  feel, 

O  give  the  weary  soul  repose. 

The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

3  When  dire  temptations  gather  round, 

And  threaten  or  allure, 
By  storm  or  calm,  in  thee  be  found 
A  refuge  strong  and  sure. 

4  When  age  advances,  may  we  grow 

In  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
And  walk  in  holiness  below 
To  holiness  above. 

5  Let  earthly  joys  and  cares  depart ; 

Let  pain  and  sorrow  cease  ; . 

Be  thoa  the  portion  of  our  heart ; 

In  thee  may  we  have  peace. 

C.  M.  516.  Heber. 

In  the  Day  of  Distress. 

1  O  God,  that  mad'st  the  earth  and  sky. 

The  darkness  and  the  day, 
O  listen  to  thy  children's  cry. 
And  help  us  when  we  pray ! 

2  For  wide  the  waves  of  bitterness 

Around  our  vessel  roar. 
And  heavy  grows  the  burdened  heart. 
To  view  the  rocky  shore.  * 

3  The  cross  our  Master  bore  for  us. 

For  him  we  fain  would  bear ; 
But  mortal  strength  to  weakness  turns, 
And  courage  to  despair ! 

4  Have  mercy  on  our  failings.  Lord ! 

Our  sinking  faith  renew ! 
And  when  his  sorrows  visit  us, 
O  send  his  patience  too. 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

C.  M.  517.  Watts. 

God  our  Portion.    Psalm  73. 

1  God  I  my  Supporter  and  my  Hope, 

My  Help  for  ever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness. 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat. 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  Rock, 
The  Strength  of  every  saint. 

4  Behold,  the  sinners  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence  die  : 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 

5  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad. 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

CM.  518.  Select  Col. 

Aspirations  after  the  Christian  Temper. 

1   Almighty  Maker,  Lord  of  all, 
Of  life  the  only  sj:)rinir, 
Creator  of  unnumbered  worlds, 
Supreme,  immortal  King, — 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

2  Drive  from  the  windings  of  my  heart 

Impenitence  and  pride  ; 
Nor  let  me  in  forbidden  paths 
With  thoughtless  sinners  glide. 

3  Whate'er  thine  all-discerning  eye 

Sees  for  thy  creature  fit ; 
I  '11  bless  the  good,  and  to  the  ill 
Contentedly  submit. 

4  Let  not  despair  nor  fell  revenge 

Be  to  my  bosom  known  : 
O  give  me  tears  for  others'  woes, 
And  patience  for  my  own. 

5  Feed  me  with  necessary  food  ; 

I  ask  not  wealth  or  fame  ; 

Give  me  an  eye  to  see  thy  will, 

A  heart  to  bless  thy  name. 

6  May  still  my  days  serenely  pass, 

Without  remorse  or  care  ; 
And  growing  holiness  my  soul 
For  life's  last  hour  prepare. 

L.  M.  oiy.  Henry  Moore. 

Prayer  for  Religious  Principle. 

1  Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears, 
A  wild  of  cares,  and  toils,  and  tears. 
Where  foes  alarm,  and  dangers  threat. 
And  pleasures  kill,  and  glories  cheat,  — 

2  Shed  down,  O  Lord!  a  heavenly  ray. 
To  guide  me  in  the  doubtful  way  ; 
And  o'er  me  hold  thy  shield  of  power. 
To  guard  me  in  the  dangerous  hour. 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

3  Teach  me  the  flattering  paths  to  shun 
In  which  the  thoughtless  many  run, 
Who  for  a  shade  the  substance  miss, 
And  grasp  their  ruin  in  their  bliss. 

4  May  never  pleasure,  wealth,  or  pride 
Allure  my  wandering  soul  aside ; 
But,  through  this  maze  of  mortal  ill, 
Safe  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill. 

S- M.  0<^U.  Mrs.  Steele. 

God's  Parental  Character. 

1  My  Father  I  —  cheering  name  I 

0  may  I  call  thee  mine ! 

Give  me  with  humble  hope  to  claim 
A  portion  so  divine. 

2  This  can  my  fears  control. 
And  bid  my  sorrows  fly; 

What  real  harm  can  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  ? 

3  Whatever  thy  will  denies, 

1  calmly  would  resign  ; 

For  thou  art  just,  and  good,  and  wise ; 
O  bend  my  will  to  thine ! 

4  Whate'er  thy  will  ordains, 
O  give  me  strength  to  bear; 

Still  let  me  know  a  father  reigns,- 
And  trust  a  father's  care. 

5  Thy  ways  are  little  known 
To  my  weak,  erring  sight ; 

Yet  shall  my  soul,  believing,  own 
That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 
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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 
CM.  521.  Wesley's  Col. 

"  Thy  Kingdom  come." 

1  Father  of  me  and  all  mankind,  ** 

And  all  the  hosts  above, 
Let  every  understanding  mind 
Unite  to  praise  thy  love. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come,  with  power  and  grace, 

To  every  heart  of  man  ; 
Thy  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness 
In  all  our  bosoms  reign  ;  — 

3  The  righteousness  that  never  ends, 

But  makes  an  end  of  sin ; 
The  joy  that  human  thought  transcends. 
Into  our  souls  bring  in  ;  — 

4  The  kingdom  of  established  peace, 

Which  can  no  more  remove ; 
The  perfect  powers  of  godliness. 
The  omnipotence  of  love. 

L.  M.  o2*2 .  CowpER. 

"  God  is  Love." 

1  When  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind. 
And  smiling  day  once  more  appears  : 
Then,  my  Creator  I  then  I  find 

The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2  Straight  I  upbraid  my  wandering  heart, 
And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 

Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 
Or  harbor  one  hard  thought  of  thee. 

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niAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

3  O  let  me  then  at  length  be  taught 
What  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn, — 
That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat ! 
But,  when  my  faith  is  sharply  tried, 
I  find  myself  a  learner  yet. 
Unskilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

5  But  O  my  God  I  one  look  from  thee 
Subdues  the  disobedient  will. 
Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  child  is  still. 

L.M.  0/<^«5.        Spirit  or  THE  Psalms. 

The  Soul  panting  for  God.     Psalm  42. 

1  As  the  chased  hart,  midst  sultry  beams, 
Pants  for  the  brook's  refreshing  streams, 
So  thirst  our  souls,  O  Lord,  for  thee. 
So  long  thy  gracious  face  to  see. 

2  For,  exiled  from  our  heavenly  home, 
We  here  as  weary  pilgrims  roam  ; 
With  toilsome  step,  and  progress  slow. 
Oft  doomed  to  tread  the  path  of  woe. 

3  Yet  why,  with  anxious  cares  oppressed, 
Should  doubt  or  sorrow  fill  the  breast? 
What  dangers  can  the  Christian  fear, 
With  thee,  his  Saviour,  ever  near  ? 

4  Not  only  in  the  noon  of  joy 

Thy  praise  shall  be  our  sweet  employ ; 
But  e'en  affliction's  darkest  night 
Shall  humble  gratitude  excite. 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT   AFFECTIONS. 

5  Yes,  we  will  bless  thee,  gracious  God, 
And  grateful  kiss  the  chastening  rod ; 
Assured  its  heaviest  strokes  but  prove 
A  Father's  care,  a  Father's  love. 

L.  M.  0<^4 .  Book  or  Hymns. 

For  a  ChildUke  Spirit. 

1  O  THAT  I  as  a  little  child 

May  follow  thee,  and  never  rest, 
Till,  Saviour,  thou  hast  breathed  a  mild 
And  lowly  mind  into  my  breast! 
Nor  ever  may  we  parted  be. 
Till  I  become  as  one  with  thee. 

2  Still  let  thy  love  point  out  my  way  ; 

How  wondrous  things  that  love  hath  wrought! 

Still  lead  me,  lest  I  go  astray  ; 

Direct  my  \vord,  inspire  my  thought ; 

And  if  I  fall,  soon  may  I  hear 

Thy  voice,  and  know  thy  love  is  near. 

C.  M.  525.  C.  Wesley. 

For  a  Tender  Conscience. 

1  I  WANT  a  principle  within 

Of  jealous,  godly  fear; 
A  sensibility  to  sin, 
A  pain  to  find  it  near. 

2  I  want  the  first  approach  to  feel 

Of  pride,  or  fond  desire  ; 
To  catch  the  wandering  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

3  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part, 

No  more  thy  goodness  grieve, 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 
The  tender  conscience  give. 

4  Quick  as  the  apjole  of  an  eye, 
O  God,  my  conscience  make  ! 
Awake  my  soul,  when  sin  is  nigh. 
And  keep  it  still  awake. 

L.  M.  O^O.  Oberlin. 

Self-dedication. 

1  O  Lord,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart. 
And  fix  my  frail,  inconstant  heart ; 
Henceforth  my  chief  desire  shall  be 
To  dedicate  myself  to  thee. 

2  Whate'er  pursuits  my  time  employ. 
One  thought  shall  fill  my  soul  with  joy  ; 
That  silent,  secret  thought  shall  be. 
That  all  my  hopes  are  fixed  on  thee. 

3  Thy  glorious  eye  pervadeth  space  ; 
Thy  presence,  Lord,  fills  every  place  ; 
And,  wheresoe'er  my  lot  may  be, 
Still  shall  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee. 

4  Renouncing  every  worldly  thing, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  sheltering  wing, 
My  sweetest  thought  henceforth  shall  be, 
That  all  I  want  I  find  in  thee. 

L.  M.  527.  C.Wesley. 

Spiritual  Needs. 

1  I  WANT  the  spirit  of  power  within. 
Of  love,  and  of  a  healthful  mind : 
Of  power  to  conquer  every  sin ; 
Of  love  to  God  and  all  mankind ; 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

Of  health  that  pain  and  death  defies, 
Most  vigorous  when  the  body  dies. 

2  O  that  the  Comforter  would  come, 
Nor  visit  as  a  transient  guest, 
But  fix  in  me  his  constant  home. 
And  keep  possession  of  my  breast ; 
And  make  my  soul  his  loved  abode. 
The  temple  of  indwelling  God ! 

8&7s.  M.  5^8.  Anonymous. 

Dedication  to  God. 

1  Holy  Father,  thou  hast  taught  me 

I  should  live  to  thee  alone ; 
Year  by  year,  thy  hand  hath  brought  me 

On  through  dangers  oft  unknown. 
When  I  wandered,  thou  hast  found  me ; 

When  I  doubted,  sent  me  light ; 
Still  thine  arm  has  been  around  me, 

All  my  paths  were  in  thy  sight. 

2  In  the  world  will  foes  assail  me, 

Craftier,  stronger  far  than  I ; 
And  the  strife  may  never  fail  me, 

W^ell  I  know,  before  I  die. 
Therefore,  Lord,  I  come,  believing 

Thou  canst  give  the  power  I  need ; 
Through  the  prayer  of  faith  receiving 

Strength,  —  the  Spirit's  strength  indeed. 

3  I  would  trust  in  thy  protecting, 

Wholly  rest  upon  thine  arm, 
Follow  v^^holly  thy  directing. 

Thou  mine  only  guard  from  harm ! 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

Keep  me  from  mine  own  undoing, 
Help  me  turn  to  thee  when  tried ; 

Still  my  footsteps.  Father,  viewing, 
Keep  me  ever  at  thy  side ! 

L.  M.  o2iJ,  .  Moravian. 

Seeking  after  God 

1  Tnou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height, 
Whose  deptli  unfathomed,  no  man  knows 
I  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light ; 

Inly  I  sigh  for  thy  repose ; 

My  heart  is  pained  ;  nor  can  it  be 

At  rest,  till  it  find  rest  in  thee. 

2  Thy  secret  voice  invites  me  still 
The  sweetness  of  thy  yoke  to  prove  ; 
And  fain  I  would;  but  though  my  will 
Seem  fixed,  yet  wide  my  passions  rove ; 
Yet  hindrances  strew  all  the  way ; 

I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  stray. 

3  'T  is  mercy  all,  that  thou  hast  brought 
My  mind  to  seek  her  peace  in  thee  ; 
Yet  while  I  seek,  but  find  thee  not. 
No  peace  my  wandering  soul  shall  see. 
O  when  shall  all  my  wanderings  end. 
And  all  my  steps  to  thee-ward  tend  ? 

4  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  share? 
O  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 
The  Lord  of  every  motion  there ; 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 
L.  M.  OoU.  Wesletan. 

God  our  All  in  All.         • 

1  Thou  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose, 
Thou  all-sufficient  Love  Divine, 
My  help  and  refuge  from  my  foes. 
Secure  I  am,  if  thou  art  mine  I 

And,  lo !  from  sin,  and  grief,  and  shame 
I  hide  me.  Father,  in  thy  name. 

2  Father,  my  all  in  all  thou  art. 
My  rest  in  toil,  my  ease  in  pain  ; 
The  healing  of  my  broken  heart ; 

In  strife,  my  peace  ;  in  loss,  my  gain  ; 
My  smile  beneath  the  cold  world's  frown ; 
In  shame,  my  glory  and  my  crown  ;  — 

3  In  want,  my  plentiful  supply ; 

In  weakness,  my  almighty  power ; 
In  bonds,  my  perfect  liberty  ; 
My  light  in  evil's  darkest  hour ; 
In  grief,  my  joy  unspeakable  ; 
My  life  in  death,  my  all  in  all. 

C.  M.  531.  Watts. 

"  0  that  my  ways  were  directed  to  keep  thy  statutes." 

1  O  THAT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 

To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  O  send  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ! 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  mine  eyes  ; 

Let  no  corrupt  design, 
Nor  covetous  desires,  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion.  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, — 

'T  is  a  delightful  road; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God. 

L.  M.  03/i,  BOWRING. 

Trust  in  God. 

0  LET  my  trembling  soul  be  still, 
While  darkness  veils  this  mortal  eye. 
And  wait  thy  wise,  thy  holy  will. 
Wrapt  yet  in  fears  and  mystery  ; 

1  cannot.  Lord  !  thy  purpose  see  ; 
Yet  all  is  well,  —  since  ruled  by  thee. 

When,  mounted  on  thy  clouded  car, 

Thou  send'st  thy  darker  spirits  down, 

I  can  discern  thy  light  afar. 

Thy  light,  sweet  beaming  through  thy  frown ; 

And,  should  I  faint  a  moment,  then 

I  think  of  thee,  and  smile  again. 

So,  trusting  in  thy  love,  I  tread 

The  narrow  path  of  duty  on  ; 

What  though  some  cherished  joys  are  fled  ? 

What  though  some  flattering  dreams  are  gone? 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

Yet  purer,  brighter  joys  remain  : 
Why  should  my  spirit  then  complain  ? 

7s.  M.  DOO.  Newton. 

The  Child  of  God. 

1  Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart ; 
Make  me  teachable  and  mild, 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art ; 
Make  me  as  a  little  child ; 
From  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleased  with  all  that  pleases  thee. 

2  What  thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 
Let  me  as  a  child  receive  ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide, 
Calmly  to  thy  wisdom  leave ; 

'T  is  enough  that  thou  wilt  care  ; 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear  ? 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own. 

Knows  he  's  neither  strong  nor  wise, 

Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone,  — 

Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide, 

As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 

C.   M.  534.  BULFINCH. 

Help  Thou  our  Unbelief. 

I  Father!  when  o'er  our  trembling  hearts 
Doubt's  shadows  gathering  brood. 

When  faith  in  thee  almost  departs, 
And  gloomiest  fears  intrude  ; 

Forsake  us  not,  O  God  of  grace, 
But  send  those  fears  relief; 

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PRAYERS,   ASPIRATIONS,   AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

Grant  us  again  to  see  thy  face  ; 
Lord,  help  our  unbelief! 

2  When  sorrow  comes,  and  joys  are  flown, 

And  fondest  hopes  lie  dead, 
And  blessings,  long  esteemed  our  own, 

Are  now  for  ever  fled,  — 
When  the  bright  promise  of  our  spring 

Is  but  a  withered  leaf,  — 
Lord,  to  thy  truths  still  let  us  cling ; 

Help  thou  our  unbelief  ! 

3  And  when  the  powers  of  nature  fail 

Upon  the  couch  of  pain. 
Nor  love  nor  friendship  can  avail 

The  spirit  to  detain  ; 
Then,  Father,  be  our  closing  eyes 

Undimmed  by  tears  of  grief; 
And,  if  a  trembling  doubt  arise, 

Help  thou  our  unbelief! 

L.  M.  535.  TOPLADT. 

For  Perfect  Love. 

1  O  THAT  my  heart  was  right  with  Thee, 
And  loved  thee  with  a  perfect  love  ! 

O  that  my  Lord  would  dwell  in  me. 
And  never  from  his  seat  remove ! 

2  Father,  I  dwell  in  mournful  night. 
Till  thou  dost  in  my  heart  appear ; 
Arise,  propitious  Sun  !  and  light 
An  everlasting  morning  there. 

3  O  let  my  prayer  acceptance  find, 
And  bring  the  mighty  blessing  down  ; 
Eyesight  impart,  for  I  am  blind 
And  seal  me  thine  adopted  son. 

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PRAYERS,   ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

C.  M.  OoO.  Montgomery. 

Resignation. 

1  One  prayer  I  have,  —  all  prayers  in  one, 

When  I  am  wholly  thine  ; 
Thy  will,  my  God,  thy  will  be  done, 
And  let  that  will  be  mine. 

2  All-wise,  almighty,  and  all-good, 

In  thee  I  firmly  trust ; 
Thy  ways,  unknown  or  understood. 
Are  merciful  and  just. 

3  May  I  remember  that  to  thee 

Whate'er  I  have  I  owe  ; 
And  back,  in  gratitude,  from  me 
May  all  thy  bounties  flow. 

4  Thy  gifts  are  only  then  enjoyed. 

When  used  as  talents  lent ; 
Those  talents  only  well  employed, 
When  in  thy  service  spent. 

5  And,  though  thy  w^isdom  takes  away, 

Shall  I  arraign  thy  will  ? 
No ;  let  me  bless  thy  name,  and  say, 
"  The  Lord  is  gracious  still." 

6  A  pilgrim  through  the  earth  I  roam. 

Of  nothing  long  possessed. 
And  all  must  fail  when  I  go  home. 
For  this  is  not  my  rest. 


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PRAYERS,   ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 
S.  M.  537.  Patrick. 

Iloly  Desires. 

1  God,  who  is  just  and  kind, 
Will  those  who  err  instruct, 

And  to  the  paths  of  righteousness 
Their  w^andering  steps  conduct. 

2  The  humble  soul  he  guides  ; 
Teaches  the  meek  his  way  ; 

Kindness  and  truth  he  shows  to  all 
Who  his  just  laws  obey. 

3  Give  me  the  tender  heart 
That  mixes  fear  with  love, 

And  lead  me  through  whatever  path 
Thy  wisdom  shall  approve. 

4  O  ever  keep  my  soul 

From  error,  shame,  and  guilt ; 
Nor  suffer  the  fair  hope  to  fail, 
Which  on  thy  truth  is  built. 

7&63.  M.  538.  Eippon's  Col. 

"  Rise,  my  Soul." 

1  Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings  ; 

Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise,  from  transitory  things, 

ToAvards  heaven,  thy  native  place  : 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay. 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run. 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 
Fire  ascending  seeks  the  sun,  — 
Both  speed  them  to  their  source  : 

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PRAYERS,   ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

So  a  soul  that  's  born  of  God 
Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 

Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 
To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

S.  M.  00\j»  Herbert. 

"  Do  all  to  the  Glory  of  God." 

1  Teach  me,  my  God  and  King, 
In  all  things  thee  to  see  ; 

And  what  I  do  in  anything. 
To  do  it  as  for  thee ! 

2  To  scorn  the  senses'  sway. 
While  still  to  thee  I  tend ; 

In  all  I  do,  be  thou  the  way,  — 
In  all  be  thou  the  end. 

3  All  may  of  thee  partake  : 
Nothing  so  small  can  be. 

But  draws,  when  acted  for  thy  sake. 
Greatness  and  worth  from  thee. 

4  If  done  beneath  thy  laws, 
E'en  servile  labors  shine  ; 

Hallowed  is  toil,  if  this  the  cause, 
The  meanest  work  divine. 

L.  M.  o4U.  Doddridge. 

'•  Lord,  we  believe  ;  help  thou  our  unbelief." 

Lord  !  Ave  have  made  our  steadfast  choice! 
In  Christ  the  Saviour  we  rejoice  : 
Yet  still  our  pleasure  blends  with  grief. 
For  faith  is  mixed  wdth  unbelief. 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

2  His  promises  our  hearts  revive, 
And  keep  our  fainting  souls  alive ; 
But  sins,  and  fears,  and  soitows  rise, 
And  hide  the  promise  from  our  eyes. 

3  Father,  before  it  quite  departs. 
Renew  the  promise  in  our  hearts  ; 
Nor  see  that  faith  in  ruins  laid, 

Whieh  thy  own  gracious  power  hath  made. 

4  Do  thou  the  dying  spark  inflame ; 
Reveal  the  glories  of  thy  name, 

And  put  our  anxious  doubts  to  flight, 
Lilve  shades  before  the  morning  light. 

C.  M.  541.  Weeford. 

For  Increase  of  Faith. 

1  Lord,  I  believe  ;  thy  power  I  own, 

Thy  word  I  would  obey  ; 
I  wander  comfortless  and  lone. 
When  from  thy  truth  I  stray. 

2  Lord,  I  believe  ;  but  gloomy  fears 

Sometimes  bedim  my  sight ; 
I  look  to  thee  with  prayers  and  tears, 
And  cry  for  strength  and  light. 

3  Lord,  I  believe  ;  but  thou  dost  know 

My  faith  is  cold  and  weak  ; 
Pity  my  frailty,  and  bestow 
The  confidence  I  seek. 

4  Yes,  I  believe  ;  and  only  thou 

Canst  give  my  soul  relief ; 
Lord,  to  thy  truth  my  spirit  bow ! 
Help  thou  my  unbelief! 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

S.  M.  o4^.  Montgomery. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  Our  Heavenly  Father,  hear 
The  prayer  we  offer  now  I 

Thy  name  be  hallowed  far  and  near, 
To  thee  all  nations  bow. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy  will 
On  earth  be  done  in  love, 

.-  As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfil 
Thy  perfect  law  above. 

3  Our  daily  bread  supply, 
While  by  thy  word  we  live ; 

The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive  as  we  forgive. 

4  From  dark  temptation's  power 
Our  feeble  hearts  defend  ; 

Deliver  in  the  evil  hour. 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  Thine,  then,  for  ever  be 
Glory  and  power  divine  ; 

The  sceptre,  throne,  and  majesty 
Of  heaven  and  earth  are  thine. 

L.  M.  543.  Moravian. 

"  lie  vrill  be  our  guide  even  unto  death." 

1  O  Thou  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light ; 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee ; 
O  bm'st  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free ! 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

2  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 

Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way ; 

No  foes,  no  violence,  I  fear. 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

3  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe ; 

0  God,  thy  timely  aid  impart. 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

4  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day  ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

L.  M.  544.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Religion  the  only  Comforter. 

1  Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art, 
To  heal  the  anguish  of  the  heart ; 
To  ease  the  heavy  load  of  care 
Which  nature  must,  but  cannot  bear? 

2  Can  reason's  dictates  be  obeyed  ? 
Too  weak,  alas  !  her  strongest  aid  ; 
O  let  religion  then  be  nigh. 
Whose  consolations  never  die. 

3  Her  powerful  aid  supports  the  soul, 
And  nature  owns  her  strong  control ; 
Our  fiercest  griefs  resign  their  rage. 
While  she  unfolds  the  sacred  page. 

4  Then,  gentle  Patience  smiles  on  pain ; 
Then,  dying  Hope  revives  again  ; 
Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
While  Faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

7  &  6s.  M.  o4o.  Montgomery. 

In  Time  of  Tribulation.    Psalm  77. 

1  In  time  of  tribulation, 

Hear,  Lord,  our  earnest  cries ; 
With  humble  supplication 
.  To  thee  the  spirit  flies. 

2  Kemembered  songs  of  gladness. 

Through  night's  lone  silence  brought, 
Strike  notes  of  deepest  sadness, 
And  stir  desponding  thought. 

3  Hath  God  cast  off*  for  ever  ? 

Can  time  his  truth  impair  ? 
His  tender  mercy  never 

Shall  we  presume  to  share  ? 

4  Hath  he  his  loving-kindness 

Shut  up  in  bitter  WTath  ? 
No  !  it  is  human  blindness. 
That  cannot  see  his  path. 

5  We  '11  call  to  recollection 

The  years  of  thy  right  hand. 
And,  strong  in  thy  protection, 
Again  through  faith  we  stand. 

6  Thy  way  is  in  great  waters, 

Thy  footsteps  are  not  known; 
But  let  earth's  sons  and  daughters 
Confide  in  thee  alone  ! 

7  Throuofh  the  wild  sea  thou  leddest 

o 

Thy  chosen  flock  of  yore  ; 
Still  on  the  wave  thou  treadest. 
And  thy  redeemed  pass  o'er. 


PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 
L.  M.  546.  Beddome. 

Submij^sion. 

1  Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will  I 
Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still! 
Nor  let  one  murmuring  thought  arise : 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  —  the  cause  conceals; 
But  though  his  methods  are  unknown. 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confessed 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

4  Wait,  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat ; 
And,  midst  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 

C.  M.  547.  Smart. 

Prayer  for  Prudence  and  "Wisdom. 

1  Father  of  light !  conduct  my  feet 

Through  life's  dark,  dangerous  road; 
Let  each  advancing  step  still  bring 
Me  nearer  to  my  God. 

2  Let  heaven-eyed  prudence  be  my  guide  ; 

And,  when  I  go  astray. 
Recall  my  feet  from  folly's  path, 
To  wisdom's  better  way. 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

3  Teach  me  in  every  various  scene 

To  keep  my  end  in  sight ; 
And  while  I  tread  life's  mazy  track, 
Let  wisdom  guide  me  right. 

4  That  heavenly  wisdom  from  above 

Abundantly  impart ; 
And  let  it  guard,  and  guide,  and  warm. 
And  penetrate  my  heart ; 

5  Till  it  shall  lead  me  to  thyself, 

Fountain  of  bliss  and  love  ! 
And  all  my  darkness  be  dispersed 
In  endless  light  above. 

S.  M.  o4o.  Book  of  Hymns. 

Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  Soul  ? 

1  We  pray  for  truth  and  peace  ; 
With  Aveary  hearts  we  ask 

Some  rest  in  which  our  souls  may  cease 

From  life's  perplexing  task. 

We  seek,  —  yet  none  is  found  ; 

We  sigh,  —  yet  hope  grows  faint; 
And  deeper  in  its  mournful  sound 

Goes  up  our  wild  complaint. 

2  Only  to  living  faith 

The  promises  are  shown ; 
And  by  the  love  that  passes  death 

The  rest  is  won  alone. 

Be  ours  the  earnest  heart, 

Be  ours  the  steady  wdll, 
To  work  in  silent  trust  our  part ; 

For  God  is  working  still. 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

3     Then  newer  lights  shall  rise 

Above  these  clouds  of  sin, 
And  heaven's  unfolding  mysteries 

To  glad  our  souls  begin. 

Our  hearts  from  fear  and  wrong 

Shall  win  their  full  release. 
With  God's  own  might  for  ever  strong, 

And  cahii  with  God's  own  peace. 

7s.  M.  o4y.  Fdrness. 

Jesus  our  Leader. 

1  Feeble,  helpless,  how  shall  I 
Learn  to  live  and  learn  to  die  ? 
Who,  O  God,  my  guide  shall  be  ? 
Who  shall  lead  thy  child  to  thee  ? 

2  Blessed  Father,  gracious  One, 
Thou  hast  sent  thy  holy  Son  ; 
He  will  give  the  light  I  need, 
He  my  trembling  steps  will  lead. 

3  Through  this  world,  uncertain,  dim, 
Let  me  ever  lean  on  him  ; 

From  his  precepts  wisdom  draw. 
Make  his  life  my  solemn  law. 

4  Thus,  in  deed,  and  thought,  and  word 
Led  by  Jesus  Christ  the  Lord, 

In  my  weakness,  thus  shall  I 
Learn  to  live  and  learn  to  die ;  — 


Learn  to  live  in  peace  and  love. 
Like  the  perfect  ones  above  ; 
Learn  to  die  without  a  fear, 
Feeling  thee,  my  Father,  near. 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

C.  M.  550.  Moore. 

Faith. 

1  The  dove,  let  loose  in  Eastern  skies, 

Returning  fondly  home, 
Ne'er  stoops  to  earth  her  wing,  nor  flies 
Where  idle  warblers  roam  ; 

2  But  high  she  shoots  through  air  and  light, 

Above  all  low  delay, 
Where  nothing  earthly  bounds  her  flight. 
Nor  shadow  dims  her  way. 

3  So  grant  me,  Lord,  from  every  snare 

And  stain  of  passion  free. 
Aloft,  through  faith's  serener  air, 
To  urge  my  course  to  thee  : 

4  No  sin  to  cloud,  no  lure  to  stay, 

My  soul,  as  home  she  springs  ; 
Thy  sunshine  on  her  joyful  way, 
Thy  freedom  on  her  wings ! 

L.  M.  o51.  Norton. 

Trust  and  Submission. 

1  My  God,  I  thank  thee !  may  no  thought 
E'er  deem  thy  chastisements  severe  ; 
But  may  this  heart,  by  sorrow  taught. 
Calm  each  wild  wish,  each  idle  fear. 

2  Thy  mercy  bids  all  nature  bloom  ; 
The  sun  shines  bright,  and  man  is  gay ; 
Thine  equal  mercy  spreads  the  gloom, 
That  darkens  o'er  his  little  day. 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

3  Full  many  a  throb  of  grief  and  pain 
Thy  frail  and  erring  child  must  know: 
But  not  one  prayer  is  breathed  in  vain, 
Nor  does  one  tear  unheeded  flow. 

4  Thy  various  messengers  employ  ; 
Thy  purposes  of  love  fulfil ; 

And  'mid  the  wreck  of  human  joy, 
Let  kneeling  faith  adore  thy  will. 

L.  M.  DO<^.  Henry  Moore. 

Prayer  for  Religious  Principle. 

1  Supreme  and  universal  Light! 
Fountain  of  reason  !     Judge  of  right  I 
Parent  of  good  !  whose  blessings  flow 
On  all  above,  and  all  below  ;  — 

2  Assist  us,  Lord  !  to  act,  to  be. 
What  nature  and  thy  laws  decree : 
Worthy  that  intellectual  flame. 
Which  from  thy  breathing  spirit  came. 

3  Our  moral  freedom  to  maintain. 
Bid  passion  serve,  and  reason  reign. 
Self-poised,  and  independent  still 
Of  this  world's  varying  good  or  ill. 

4  May  our  expanded  souls  disclaim 
The  narrow  view,  the  selfish  aim; 
But  with  a  Christian  zeal  embrace 
Whate'er  is  friendly  to  our  race. 

5  O  Father  I  grace  and  virtue  grant;- 
No  more  we  wish,  no  more  we  want: 
To  know,  to  serve  thee,  and  to  love. 
Is  peace  below  — is  bliss  above. 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

C.  M.  OOJ.  Anonymous. 

For  a  Christian  Spirit. 

1  Father,  I  know  that  all  my  life 

Is  portioned  out  to  me  ; 
The  changes  that  must  surely  come 

I  do  not  fear  to  see  ; 
I  ask  thee  for  the  present  mind, 

Intent  on  pleasing  thee. 

2  I  ask  thee  for  a  thankful  love. 

Through  constant  watching  wise. 
To  meet  the  glad  with  cheerful  smile. 

And  wipe  the  weeping  eyes  ; 
A  heart  at  leisure  from  itself. 

To  soothe  and  sympathize. 

3  I  would  not  have  the  resiless  will, 

That  hurries  to  and  fro, 
Seeking  for  some  great  thing  to  do. 

Or  secret  thing  to  know ; 
I  would  be  dealt  with  as  a  child, 

And  guided  where  to  go. 

4  Wherever  in  the  world  I  am. 

In  whatsoe'er  estate, 
I  would  have  fellowship  with  hearts 

To  keep  and  cultivate  ; 
A  work  of  holy  love  to  do, 

For  Him  on  whom  I  wait. 

12s.  M.  004.  Anonymous. 

"  It  is  good  for  me  to  have  been  afflicted." 

1  For  what  shall  I  praise  thee,  my  God  and  my  King? 
For  what  blessings  the  tribute  of  gratitude  bring  ? 


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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

Shall  I  praise  thee  for  pleasure,  for  health,  and  for 


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ease. 
For  the  spring  of  delight,  and  the  sunshine  of  peace? 

2  Shall  I  praise  thee  for  flowers  that  bloomed  on  my 

breast. 
For  joys  in  perspective,  and  pleasures  possessed  ? 
For  the  spirits  that  heightened  my  day  of  delight, 
And  the  slumbers  that  sat  on  my  pillow  by  night  ? 

3  For  this  should  I  praise  thee  ;  but,  if  only  for  this, 
I  should  leave  half  untold  the  donation  of  bliss  : 

I  thank  thee  for  sickness,  for  sorrow,  for  care, 
For  the  thorns   I  have  gathered,  the  anguish   I 
bear ; — 

4  For  nights  of  anxiety,  watchings,  and  tears, 
A  present  of  pain,  a  perspective  of  fears. 

I  praise  thee,  I  bless  thee,  my  King  and  my  God, 
For  the  good  and  the  evil  thy  hand  hath  bestowed. 

5  The  flowers  were   sweet,  but  their  fragrance  is 

flown. 
They  yielded  no  fruits,  they  are  withered  and  gone  ; 
The  thorn  it  was  poignant,  but  precious  to  me,  — 
'T  was  the  message  of  mercy,  —  it  led  me  to  thee. 

S.  M.  555.  Wesley's  Col. 

For  Christian  Principles. 

1    My  God,  my  strength,  my  hope. 

On  thee  I  cast  my  care. 
With  humble  confidence  look  up. 

And  know  thou  hear'st  my  prayer. 


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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

Give  me  on  thee  to  wait, 
Till  I  can  all  things  do  ; 
On  thee,  almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 

2  I  want  a  sober  mind, 
A  self-renouncing  will, 

That  tramples  down  and  casts  behind 

The  baits  of  pleasing  ill ; 

A  soul  inured  t6  pain, 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss, 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain. 

The  consecrated  cross. 

3  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  discerning  eye. 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly ; 

A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
For  ever  standing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

4  I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim. 
Unmoved  by  threatening  or  reward, 

To  thee  and  thy  great  name ; 

A  zealous,  just  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praise  ; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn. 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 

r,    I  rest  upon  thy  word  ; 

The  promise  is  for  me  : 
My  succor  and  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  thee  : 

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PRAYETIS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

But  let  mc  still  abide, 
Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 
Into  thy  perfect  love. 

7s.  M.  OOb.  CONDER. 

Our  Daily  Bread. 

1  Day  by  day  the  manna  fell : 
O  to  learn  this  lesson  well ! 
Still  by  constant  mercy  fed. 
Give  me.  Lord,  my  daily  bread. 

2  "  Day  by  day,"  the  promise  reads ; 
Daily  strength  for  daily  needs  : 
Cast  foreboding  fears  away  ; 
Take  the  manna  of  to-day. 

3  Lord  I  my  times  are  in  thy  hand ; 
All  my  sanguine  hopes  have  planned 
To  thy  wisdom  I  resign, 

And  would  make  thy  purpose  mine. 

4  Thou  my  daily  task  shalt  give  : 
Day  by  day  to  thee  I  live  ; 

So  shall  added  years  fulfil. 
Not  my  own,  my  Father's  will.  - 

5  O  to  live  exempt  from  care, 
By  the  energy  of  prayer  ; 

Strong  in  faith,  with  mind  subdued, 
Yet  elate  with  gratitude  I 


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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

C.  M.  557.  H.  M.  Williams. 

Habitual  Devotion. 

1  While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power ! 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled ; 

And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  powers  of  thought  bestowed ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed, — 
That  mercy  I  adore  I 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear. 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour. 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower. 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear;  — 
That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee ! 

7s.  M.  OOo.  Methodist  Coll, 

"  I  will  that  men  pray  everywhere." 

1  They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 
Find  that  throne  in  every  place  ; 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

If  we  live  a  life  of  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

2  In  our  sickness,  in  our  health, 
In  our  want  or  in  our  wealth, 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

3  When  our  earthly  comforts  fail. 
When  the  woes  of  life  prevail, 
'T  is  the  time  for  earnest  prayer: 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

4  Then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait. 
To  thy  Father  come,  and  wait ; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

S.  M.  559.  Johns. 

"  Thy  kingdom  come." 

1  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God, 
Sweet  reign  of  light  and  love  I 

Shed  peace,  and  hope,  and  joy  abroad. 
And  wisdom  from  above. 

2  Over  our  spirits  first 
Extend  thy  healing  reign  ; 

There  raise  and  quench  the  sacred  thirst, 
That  never  pains  again. 

3  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God  I 
And  make  the  broad  earth  thine ; 

Stretch  o'er  her  lands  and  isles  the  rod 
That  flowers  with  grace  divine. 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

4  Soon  may  all  tribes  be  blest 
With  fruit  from  life's  glad  tree ; 

And  in  its  shade  like  brothers  rest, 
Sons  of  one  family. 

5  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God  I 
And  raise  thy  glorious  throne 

In  worlds  by  the  undying  trod. 
Where  God  shall  bless  his  own. 

7  &  6s.  M.  560.  Ed.  Lit.  Rev. 

"  Pray  -without  ceasing." 

1  Go  when  the  morning  shineth. 

Go  when  the  noon  is  bright, 
^     Go  when  the  eve  declineth, 

Go  in  the  hush  of  night ; 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling. 

Fling  earthly  thought  away. 
And,  in  thy  closet  kneeling. 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

2  Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  who  are  loved  by  thee  ; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee. 

If  any  such  there  be ; 
Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  blend  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Or,  if  'tis  e'er  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray. 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee 
When  friends  are  round  thy  way, 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,   AND    DEVOUT   AFFECTIONS. 

E  'eu  then  the  silent  breathing, 

Thy  sph'it  raised  above, 
Will  reach  his  throne  of  glory. 

Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

4  O,  not  a  joy  or  blessing 

With  this  can  we  compare,  — 
The  grace  our  Father  gave  us 

To  pour  our  souls  in  prayer : 
Whene'er  thou  pin'st  in  sadness, 

Before  his  footstool  fall ; 
Remember,  in  thy  gladness. 

His  love,  who  gave  thee  all. 


8  &  7s.  M.  561.  Wesletan. 

The  Heart  given  to  God, 

1  Take  my  heart,  O  Father,  take  it. 

Make  and  keep  it  all  thine  own  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  melt  it,  break  it, — 
This  proud  heart  of  sin  and  stone. 

2  Heavenly  Father !  deign  to  mould  it 

In  obedience  to  thy  will ; 
And,  as  ripening  years  unfold  it. 
Keep  it  meek  and  childlike  still. 

3  Father  I  make  it  pure  and  lowly, 

Fond  of  peace  and  far  from  strife, 
Turning  from  the  paths  unholy 
Of  this  vain  and  sinful  life. 

4  Ever  let  thy  grace  surround  it. 

Strengthen  it  with  power  divine. 
Till  thy  cords  of  love  have  bound  it, — 
Made  it  to  be  wholly  thine. 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,   AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

5  May  the  blood  of  Jesus  heal  it, 
And  its  sins  be  all  forgiven ; 
Holy  Spirit,  take  and  seal  it, — 
Guide  it  in  the  path  to  heaven. 

L.  M.  OO,^.  Montgomery. 

Following  after  God. 

1  O  God,  thou  art  my  God  alone ; 
Early  to  thee  my  soul  shall  cry, 
A  pilgrim  in  a  land  unknown, 

A  thirsty  land,  whose  springs  are  dry. 

2  Yet,  through  this  rough  and  thorny  maze, 
I  follow  hard  on  thee,  my  God  ; 

Thine  hand  unseen  upholds  my  ways; 
I  lean  upon  thy  staff  and  rod. 

3  Thee,  in  the  watches  of  the  night, 
When  I  remember,  on  my  bed. 

Thy  presence  makes  the  darkness  light ; 
Thy  guardian  wings  are  round  my  head. 

4  Better  than  life  itself  thy  love. 
Dearer  than  all  beside  to  me ; 

For  whom  have  I  in  heaven  above. 

Or  what  on  earth,  compared  with  thee  ? 

5  Praise  with  my  heart,  my  mind,  my  voice. 
For  all  thy  mercy,  I  will  give  ; 

My  soul  shall  still  in  God  rejoice; 

My  tongue  shall  bless  thee  while  I  live. 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

C.  M.  563.  Martineau's  Col. 

Secret  Prayer. 

1  Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 

In  earnest  pleading  flows  ; 
Devotion  dwells  upon  the  theme, 
And  warm  and  warmer  glows. 

2  Faith  grasps  the  blessings  she  desires  ;  ^ 

Hope  points  the  upward  gaze;  * 

And  Love,  celestial  Love,  inspires 
The  eloquence  of  praise. 

3  But  sweeter  far  the  still,  small  voice, 

Heard  by  no  human  ear,  lk» 

When  Jesus  makes  the  heart  rejoice,  ^ 

And  dries  the  bitter  tear. 

4  Not  accents  flow,  nor  words  ascend ; 

All  utterance  faileth  there  ; 
But  Christian  spirits  comprehend, 
And  God  accepts  the  prayer. 

C.  M.  564.  Mrs.  Steele. 

The  transforming  Vision  of  God. 

1  My  God,  the  visits  of  thy  face 

Afford  superior  joy 
To  all  the  flattering  world  can  give, 
Or  mortal  hopes  employ. 

2  But  clouds  and  darkness  intervene, 

My  brightest  joys  decline  ; 
And  earth's  gay  trifles  oft  ensnare 
This  wandering  heart  of  mine. 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,   AND    DEVOUT   AFFECTIONS. 

3  Lord,  guide  this  wandering  heart  to  thee ; 

Unsatisfied  I  stray ; 
Break  through  the  shades  of  sense  and  sin 
With  thy  enlivening  ray. 

4  O  let  thy  beams  resplendent  shine, 

And  every  cloud  remove  ; 
Transform  my  powers,  and  fit  my  soul 
For  happier  scenes  above. 

5  Then,  though  I  sink  in  death's  cold  sleep, 

To  life  I  shall  awake ; 
And,  in  the  likeness  of  my  God, 
Of  heavenly  bliss  partake. 

L.  M.  OOO.  Christian  Psalmist. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Ilelp. 

1  Be  with  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go ; 

Teach  me  what  thou  wouldst  have  me  do ; 
Show  me  my  weakness,  let  me  see 
I  have  my  power,  my  all  from  thee. 

2  Enrich  me  always  with  thy  love  ; 
My  kind  protection  ever  prove ; 
Thy  signet  put  upon  my  breast. 
And  let  ^hy  Spirit  on  me  rest. 

3  Assist  and  teach  me  how  to  pray  ; 
Incline  my  nature  to  obey ; 

What  thou  abhorr'st,  that  let  me  flee, 
And  only  love  what  pleases  thee. 

4  O  may  I  never  do  my  will, 
But  thine,  and  only  thine,  fulfil; 
Let  all  my  time  and  all  my  ways 
Be  spent  and  ended  to  thy  praise. 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND    DEVOUT   AFFECTIONS. 
L.  M.  566.  Stowell. 

The  Mercy-scat. 

1  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat; 
'Tis  found  before  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads,  — 
A  place  of  all  on  earth  most  sweet ; 
It  is  the  heavenly  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
"Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagle  wings  we  soar. 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more  ; 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

L.  M.  567.  II.  Ware,  Jr. 

Prayer  for  the  right  Use  of  Sicknessi 

J   Father,  thy  gentle  chastisement 
Falls  kindly  on  my  burdened  soul; 
I  see  its  merciful  intent 
To  warn  me  back  to  thv  control; 
And  pray,  that,  while  I  kiss  the  rod, 
I  may  find  perfect  peace  with  God. 

2  The  errors  of  my  heart  I  know ; 
I  feel  my  deep  infirmities : 
For  often  virtuous  feelings  glow. 
And  holy  purposes  arise, 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,   AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

But  like  the  morning  clouds  decay, 
As  empty,  though  as  fair,  as  they. 

3  Forgive  the  weakness  I  deplore; 
And  let  thy  peace  abound  in  me; 
That  I  may  trust  myself  no  more, 
But  wholly  cast  myself  on  thee. 
O  let  my  Father's  strength  be  mine. 
And  my  devoted  life  be  thine  I 

L.  M.  568.  Mrs.  Cotterill. 

Subjection  to  the  Divine  Will. 

1  O  Thou,  who  hast  at  thy  command 
The  hearts  of  all  men  in  thy  hand ! 
Our  wayward,  erring  minds  incline 
To  have  no  other  will  but  thine. 

2  Our  wishes,  our  desires,  control ; 
Mould  every  purpose  of  the  soul ; 
O'er  all  may  we  victorious  be 

That  stands  between  ourselves  and  thee. 

3  Thrice-blest  will  all  our  blessings  be, 
"When  we  can  look  through  them  to  thee ; 
When  each  glad  heart  its  tribute  pays 

Of  love,  and  gratitude,  and  praise. 

4  And  while  we  to  thy  glory  live, 
May  we  to  thee  all  glory  give, 
Until  the  final  summons  come. 
That  calls  thy  willing  servants  home. 


402 


PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

7  &  Gs.  M.  569.  Wesley  AN. 

Confidence  in  God's  Protection. 

1  O  MY  soul,  unceasing  pray  ; 

In  God  alone  confide  ; 
He  thy  feeble  steps  shall  stay, 

Nor  suffer  thee  to  slide ; 
Lean  on  thy  Redeemer's  breast ; 
He  thy  spirit  safely  keeps  ; 
Rest  in  him,  securely  rest ; 

Thy  Watchman  never  sleeps. 

2  Neither  sin,  nor  earth,  nor  hell, 

Thy  Keeper  can  surprise  ; 
Careless  slumbers  cannot  steal 

On  his  all-seeing  eyes ; 
He  is  Israel's  sure  Defence  ; 
Israel  all  his  care  shall  prove, 
Kept  by  watchful  Providence, 

And  ever-waking  Love. 

3  See  the  Lord,  thy  Keeper,  stand 

Omnipotently  near ; 
Lo,  he  holds  thee  by  thy  hand, 

And  banishes  thy  fear ; 
He  shall  bless  thy  going  out. 
He  shall  bless  thy  coming  in, 
Kindly  compass  thee  about, 

And  guard  from  every  sin. 

L.  M.  570.  J.  Newton. 

Trust  in  God. 

1  Be  still,  my  heart!  these  anxious  cares 
To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  snares ; 
They  cast  dishonor  on  thy  Lord, 
And  contradict  his  gracious  word. 

403 


PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

2  Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far, 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  place  to  fear  ? 
How  canst  thou  want  if  he  provide, 
Or  lose  thy  way  with  such  a  guide  ? 

3  Did  ever  trouble  yet  befall, 
And  he  refuse  to  hear  thy  call  ? 
And  has  he  not  his  promise  passed. 
That  thou  shalt  overcome  at  last  ? 

4  He  who  has  helped  me  hitherto 
Will  help  me  all  my  jom-ney  through, 
And  give  me  daily  cause  to  raise 
New  trophies  to  his  endless  praise. 

C.  M.  571.  J.  Newton. 

Trust  in  God. 

1  O  HAPPY  they  who  know  the  Lord, 

With  whom  he  deigns  to  dwell ; 
He  feeds  and  cheers  them  by  his  word, 
His  arm  supports  them  well. 

2  To  them,  in  each  distressing  hour, 

His  throne  of  grace  is  near ; 
And,  when  they  plead  his  love  and  power. 
He  stands  engaged  to  hear. 

3  He  helped  his  saints  in  ancient  days 

Who  trusted  in  his  name ; 
And  we  can  witness,  to  his  praise, 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 

4  His  presence  sweetens  all  our  cares, 

And  makes  our  burdens  light ; 

A  word  from  him  dispels  our  fears. 

And  gilds  the  gloom  of  night. 

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PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

5  Lord,  we  expect  to  suffer  here, 

Nor  would  we  dare  repine  ; 
But  give  us  still  to  find  thee  near, 
And  own  us  still  for  thine. 

6  Let  us  enjoy  and  highly  prize 

The  tokens  of  thy  love, 
Till  thou  shalt  bid  our  spirits  rise 
To  worship  thee  above. 

L.  M.  DiZ,  Bdlfinch. 

The  Voice  of  God  in  the  Heart. 

1  Hath  not  thy  heart  within  thee  burned. 
At  evening's  calm  and  holy  hour. 

As  if  its  inmost  depths  discerned 
The  presence  of  a  loftier  power  ? 

2  Hast  thou  not  heard  'mid  forest  glades. 
While  ancient  rivers  murmured  by, 

A  voice  from  forth  the  eternal  shades. 
That  spake  a  present  Deity  ? 

3  And  as,  upon  the  sacred  page, 
Thine  eye  in  rapt  attention  turned 
O'er  records  of  a  holier  age. 

Hath  not  thy  heart  within  thee  burned  ? 

4  It  was  the  voice  of  God  that  spake 
In  silence  to  thy  silent  heart ; 

And  bade  each  worthier  thought  awake. 
And  every  dream  of  earth  depart. 

5  Voice  of  our  God,  O  yet  be  near  ! 

In  low,  sweet  accents  whisper  peace; 

Direct  us  on  our  pathway  here, 

Then  bid  in  heaven  our  wanderings  cease. 

,'105 


PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

L.  M.  oTo.  Exeter  Col. 

Prayer  for  Steadfastness  and  Watclifulness. 

1  Great  God,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 
On  whom  I  cast  my  constant  care, 

On  whom  for  all  things  I  depend, 
To  thee  I  raise  my  humble  prayer. 

2  Endue  me  with  a  holy  fear ; 
The  frailty  of  my  heart  reveal ; 
Sin  and  its  snares  are  always  near ; 
Thee  may  I  always  nearer  feel. 

3  O  that  to  thee  my  constant  mind 
May  with  a  steady  flame  aspire. 
Pride  in  its  earliest  motions  find, 
And  check  the  rise  of  wrong  desire ! 

4  O  that  my  watchful  soul  may  fly 
The  first-perceived  approach  of  sin, 
Look  up  to  thee  when  danger  's  nigh, 
And  feel  thy  fear  control  within  I 

5  Search,  gracious  God,  my  inmost  heart; 
From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free  ; 

Thy  light,  and  truth,  and  peace  impart. 
And  guide  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 

S.  M.  574.  Sternhold. 

Penitential.    Psalm  25. 

1     I  LIFT  my  heart  to  thee, 

My  God  and  Guide  most  just; 
Now  suffer  me  to  take  no  shame. 
For  in  thee  do  I  trust. 

406 


PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

2  Remember  not  the  faults 
And  frailty  of  my  youth  ; 

Remember  not  how  ignorant 
I  have  been  of  thy  truth. 

3  Nor  after  my  deserts 
Let  me  thy  mercy  find; 

But  of  thine  own  benignity, 
Lord,  have  me  in  thy  mind. 

4  His  mercy  is  full  sweet, 
His  truth  a  perfect  guide  ; 

Therefore  the  Lord  will  sinners  teach. 
And  such  as  go  aside. 

C-  M.  07o.  Doddridge. 

Trust  in  the  Presence  and  Help  of  God. 

1  And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord, 

To  dissipate  our  fear  ? 
Dost  thou  proclaim  thyself  our  God, 
Our  God  for  ever  near  ? 

2  Doth  thy  right  hand,  which  formed  the  earth, 

And  bears  up  all  the  skies, 
Stretch  from  on  high  its  friendly  aid, 
When  dangers  round  us  rise  ? 

3  On  this  support  our  souls  shall  lean. 

And  banish  every  care  ; 
The  gloomy  vale  of  death  will  smile. 
If  God  be  with  us  there. 

4  While  we  his  gi-acious  succor  prove, 

Midst  all  our  various  ways, 
The  darkest  shades  through  which  we  pass, 
Shall  echo  with  his  ):)rai3e. 


PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND   DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

L.  :^L  576.  cowpER. 

Temptation. 

1  The  billow's  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 
Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky  ; 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call ; 

My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  O  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  guard  and  guide  me  through  the  storm ; 
Defend  me  from  each  threatening  ill ; 
Control  the  waves  ;  say,  "  Peace !  be  still ! " 

3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea. 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hope  on  thee  ; 
Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care. 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

4  Though  tempest-tost  and  half  a  wreck. 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek ; 
Let  neither  winds  nor  stormy  main 
Force  back  my  shattered  bark  again. 

7s.  M.  D  i  i  ,  Gaskell. 

Trust  in  the  All-seeing  God. 

1  Mighty  God  I  the  first,  the  last ! 
^Vhat  are  ages,  in  thy  sight. 
But  as  yesterday  when  past, 

Or  a  watch  within  the  night  ? 

2  All  that  being  ever  knew, 

Far,  far  back,  ere  time  had  birth, 
Stands  as  clear  within  thy  view 
As  the  present  things  of  earth. 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND   DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

3  All  that  being  e'er  shall  know, 
On,  still  on,  through  farthest  years, 
All  eternity  can  show, 

Bright  before  thee  now  appears. 

4  In  thine  all-embracing  sight, 
Every  change  its  purpose  meets, 
Every  cloud  floats  into  light, 
Every  woe  its  glory  greets. 

5  Whatsoe'er  our  lot  may  be. 
Calmly  in  this  thought  we  '11  rest, — 
Could  we  see  as  thou  dost  see. 

We  should  choose  it  as  the  best. 

C.  M.  o78.  Merrick. 

"  He  knoweth  what  ye  have  need  of." 

1  Author  of  good,  we  rest  on  thee ; 

Thine  ever-watchful  eye 

Alone  our  real  wants  can  see, 

Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  In  thine  all-gracious  providence 

Our  cheerful  hopes  confide ; 
O  let  thy  power  be  our  defence. 
Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide  ! 

3  And  since,  by  passion's  force  subdued. 

Too  oft,  with  stubborn  will, 
We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good. 
And  grasp  the  specious  ill,  — 

4  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want. 

Let  mercy  still  supply  : 
The  good  unasked,  O  Father,  grant; 
The  ill,  though  asked,  deny. 

35  409 


PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

CM.  oTy.  Anonymous. 

The  Benefit  of  Affiction, 

1  O  God,  to  thee  my  sinking  soul 

In  deep  distress  doth  fly  ; 
Thy  love  can  all  my  griefs  control, 
And  all  my  wants  supply. 

2  How  oft,  when  dark  misfortune's  band 

Around  their  victim  stood. 
The  seeming  ill,  at  thy  command, 
Hath  changed  to  real  good  I 

3  The  tempest  that  obscured  the  sky 

Hath  set  my  bosom  free 
From  earthly  care  and  sensual  joy, 
And  turned  my  thoughts  to  thee. 

4  Affliction's  blast  hath  made  me  leant 

To  feel  for  others'  woe, 
And  humbly  seek,  with  deep  concern. 
My  own  defects  to  know. 

5  Then  rage,  ye  storms  ;  ye  billows,  roar ; 

My  heart  defies  your  shock  ; 
Ye  make  me  cling  to  God  the  more, — 
To  God,  my  sheltering  Rock. 

C.  M.  OOU.  Doddridge. 

Deliverances  celebrated.     Psalm  116. 

1  Look  back,  my  soul,  with  grateful  love 
On  what  thy  God  has  done  ; 
Praise  him  for  his  unnumbered  gifts, 
And  praise  him  for  his  Son. 

410 


PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,  AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

2  How  oft  hath  his  indulgent  hand 

My  flowing  eyelids  dried, 
And  rescued  from  impending  death, 
When  I  in  danger  cried ! 

3  When  on  the  bed  of  pain  I  lay. 

With  sickness  sore  oppressed, 
How  oft  hath  he  assuaged  my  grief, 
And  lulled  my  eyes  to  rest  I 

4  Back  from  destruction's  yawning  pit 

At  his  command  I  came  ; 
He  fed  the  expiring  lamp  anew. 
And  raised  its  feeble  flame. 


5  My  broken  spirit  he  hath  cheered, 

When  torn  with  inward  grief; 
And,  when  temptations  pressed  me  sore, 
Hath  brought  me  swift  relief. 

6  Still  will  I  walk  before  his  face. 

While  he  this  life  prolongs  ; 
Till  grace  shall  all  its  work  complete. 
And  teach  me  heavenly  songs. 


8,  7,  &  4s.  M.  581.  Oliver. 

God  the  Pilgrim's  Guide  and  Strength. 

1  Guide  me,  O  thou  gi'eat  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  : 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  : 

Bread  of  heaven. 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

All 


PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current ; 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

L.  M.  582.  Moravian. 

Living  to  God. 

1  O  DRAW  me,  Father,  after  thee. 
So  shall  I  run  and  never  tire  ; 
With  gracious  words  still  comfort  me ; 
Be  thou  my  hope,  my  sole  desire  : 
Free  me  from  every  weight ;  nor  fear 
Nor  sin  can  come,  if  thou  art  here. 


'5 


From  all  eternity,  with  love 
Unchangeable  thou  hast  me  viewed  ; 
Ere  knew  this  beating  heart  to  move. 
Thy  tender  mercies  me  pursued  ; 
Ever  with  me  may  they  abide. 
And  close  me  in  on  every  side. 

In  suffering  be  thy  love  my  peace. 

In  weakness  be  thy  love  my  power ; 

And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease. 

My  God  !  in  that  important  hour, 

In  death  as  life  be  thou  my  guide, 

And  bear  me  through  death's  whehiiing  tide. 

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PRAYERS,   ASPIRATIONS,    AND   DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 
L.  M.  Oo3.  Doddridge. 

Deliverance  celebrated,  and  good  Resolutions  formed. 

1  Great  Source  of  life,  our  souls  confess 
The  various  riches  of  thy  grace  ; 
Crowned  with  thy  mercy,  we  rejoice, 
And  in  thy  praise  exalt  our  voice. 

2  By  thee  heaven's  shining  arch  was  spread ; 
By  thee  were  earth's  foundations  laid ; 
And  all  the  charms  of  man's  abode 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  gracious  God. 

3  Thy  tender  hand  restores  our  breath, 
When  trembling  on  the  verge  of  death  ; 
Gently  it  wipes  away  our  tears, 

And  lengthens  life  to  future  years. 

4  These  lives  are  sacred  to  the  Lord  ; 
Kindled  by  him,  by  him  restored  ; 
And  while  our  hours  renew  their  race, 
Still  would  we  w^alk  before  his  face. 

5  So,  when  by  him  our  souls  are  led 
Through  unknown  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  joy  triumphant  shall  they  move 
To  seats  of  nobler  life  above. 

C.  M.  584.  IMr.s.  Steele. 

Trust  in  God's  Word. 

1  When  sin  and  sorrow,  fear  and  pain, 

My  trembling  heart  dismay. 
My  fccl)le  strens^th,  alas,  how  vain  I  — 

It  sinks  and  dies  away, 
.^r.*  413 


PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

2  My  spirit  asks  a  firmer  prop ; 

I  lean  upon  the  Lord ; 
My  God,  the  pillar  of  my  hope 
Is  thy  unchanging  word. 

3  On  this  are  built  the  brightest  joys 

Celestial  beings  know ; 
And  't  is  the  same  almighty  voice 
Supports  the  saints  below. 

4  'T  is  this  upholds  the  rolling  spheres 

And  heaven's  immortal  frame  ; 
Then  let  my  soul  suppress  her  fears,  — 
My  basis  is  the  same. 

5  Thy  sacred  word,  thy  solemn  oath, 

For  ever  must  remain  ; 
I  trust  in  everlasting  truth, 
Nor  shall  my  trust  be  vain. 

L.  M.  585.  Sir  W.Scott. 

Imploring  the  Constant  Presence  of  God. 

1  When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved, 
Out  from  the  land  of  bondage  came, 
Her  fathers'  God  before  her  moved, 
An  awful  guide,  in  smoke  and  flame. 

2  By  day,  along  the  astonished  lands 
The  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow ; 

By  night  Arabia's  crimsoned  sands 
Returned  the  fiery  column's  glow. 

3  Thus  present  still,  though  now  unseen. 
When  brightly  shines  the  prosperous  day, 
Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen, 

To  temper  the  deceitful  ray  I 

411 


PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

4  And  oh  I  when  gathers  on  our  path, 
In  shade  and  storm,  the  frequent  night, 
Be  thou,  long-sutlbriiii:^,  slow  to  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  light! 

C.  M.  586,  Wesley's  Col. 

The  Saint's  Rest. 

1  Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains. 

To  all  thy  people  known  ; 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns. 
And  thou  art  loved  alone  ; 

2  A  rest,  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

Is  fixed  on  things  above ; 
Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  gi'ief  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know. 

Believe,  and  enter  in  ! 
Now,  Father,  now  the  power  bestow. 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin ! 

4  Remove  all  hardness  from  my  heart. 

All  unbelief  remove  ; 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, 
The  sabbath  of  thy  love. 

C.  M.  587.  Scott. 

"  God  giveth  the  Victory." 

1  The  swift  not  always  in  the  race 
Shall  win  the  crowning  prize  ; 
Not  always  wealth  and  honor  grace 
The  labors  of  the  wise. 

41.5 


PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

2  Fond  mortals  but  themselves  beguile 

When  on  themselves  they  rest : 
Blind  is  their  wisdom,  weak  then*  toil, 
By  thee,  O  Lord,  unblest. 

3  Evil  and  good  before  thee  stand, 

Thy  missions  to  perform ; 
The  blessing  comes  at  thy  command. 
At  thy  command  the  storm. 

4  O  Lord,  in  all  our  ways  we  '11  own 

Thy  providential  power, 
Litrusting  to  thy  care  alone 
The  lot  of  every  hour. 

L.  M.  588.  J.  RoscoE. 

Grateful  Reliance  on  God. 

1  How  rich  the  blessings,  O  my  God, 
Which  teach  this  grateful  heart  to  glow  ; 
How  kindly  poured,  and  free  bestowed, 
The  rivers  of  thy  mercy  flow ! 

2  How  calmly  rolls  the  sea  of  life  ; 
Secure  in  thine  immortal  trust, 

The  soul  has  hushed  her  secret  strife. 
Nor  longer  shudders  at  the  dast. 

3  Though  sorrow's  cloud  awhile  o'ercast 
The  dawn  of  earthly  hope  and  joy. 
She  knows  that  it  must  soon  be  past, 
And  will  unveil  eternity. 

4  Then  virtue's  humble  toil  and  prayer 
Shall  stand  acknowledged  at  thy  throne. 
Triumphant  over  earthly  care  ; 

And  the  blest  record  thou  wilt  own. 

416 


PRAYERS,  ASPIRATIONS,  AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

CM.  OoJ.  Montgomery. 

Solomon's  Prayer  for  Wisdom.    2  Chron.  i. 

1  Almighty  God !  in  humble  prayer 

To  thee  our  souls  we  lift ; 
Do  thou  our  waiting  minds  prepare 
For  thy  most  needful  gift. 

2  We  ask  not  golden  streams  of  wealth 

Along  our  path  to  flow ; 
We  ask  not  undecaying  health. 
Nor  length  of  years  below. 

3  We  ask  not  honors  which  an  hour 

May  bring  and  take  away  ; 
We  ask  not  pleasure,  pomp,  and  power, 
Lest  we  should  go  astray. 

4  We  ask  for  wisdom  : —  Lord,  impart 

The  knowledge  how  to  live ; 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart 
To  all  before  thee  give. 

5  The  young  remember  thee  in  youth. 

Before  the  evil  days  I 
The  old  be  guided  by  thy  truth 
In  wisdom's  pleasant  ways-! 

L.  M.  590.  Gaskell. 

Looking  unto  Jesus  always. 

1   O  NOT  by  solemn  rites  alone 
May  Calvary's  cross  to  us  be  shown ; 
But  may  we  turn,  in  many  an  hour. 
To  feel  its  soul-constraining  power. 

417 


PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

2  When  indolence  would  have  its  will. 
And  selfish  ease  would  keep  us  still, 
Then  to  the  Saviour  may  we  look, 
And  meet  his  eye's  serene  rebuke. 

3  When  men  have  done  us  cruel  wrong, 
And  angry  thoughts  are  rising  strong. 
May  we  with  softened  hearts  turn  there, 
And  learn  the  Lord's  forgiving  prayer. 

4  When  sin  looks  tempting  in  our  eyes. 
May  Jesus  on  the  cross  arise, 

And  ask  if  we  will  him  forsake. 

And  wear  the  chains  he  died  to  break. 

5  When  pain,  or  sickness,  or  distress. 
Our  fainting  souls  would  overpress. 
To  him  on  Calvary  looking  still. 

May  we  find  strength  to  bear  God's  will. 

C.  M.  Otil.  Heginbotham. 

Praising  God  in  Life  and  Death. 

1  My  soul  shall  praise  thee,  O  my  God ! 

Through  all  my  mortal  days  ; 
•  And  to  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  In  each  bright  hour  of  peace  and  hope. 

Be  this  my  sweet  employ : 
Devotion  heightens  all  my  bliss. 
And  sanctifies  my  joy. 

3  When  gloomy  care  or  keen  distress 

Invades  my  throbbing  breast. 
My  tongue  shall  learn  to  speak  thy  praise. 
And  soothe  my  pains  to  rest. 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,   AND   DEVOUT   AFFECTIONS. 

4  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclainn 

The  honors  of  my  God ; 
My  life,  with  all  my  active  powers, 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

5  And  though  these  lips  shall  cease  to  move, 

Though  death  shall  close  these  eyes, 
Yet  shall  my  soul  to  nobler  heights 
Of  joy  and  transport  rise. 

6  Then  shall  my  powers  in  endless  strains 

Their  grateful  tribute  pay  : 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 
And  an  eternal  day. 

C.  M.  592.  Noel. 

Hope  in  Trouble. 

1  When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past. 

And  mourns  the  present  pain, 
'T  is  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 

2  'T  is  not  that  murmuring  thoughts  arise, 

And  dread  a  Father's  will ; 
'T  is  not  that  meek  submission  flies,         • 
And  would  not  suffer  still ;  — 

3  It  is  that  heaven-born  faith  surveys 

The  path  that  leads  to  light, 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 
And  lose  herself  in  sight. 

4  It  is  that  harassed  conscience  feels 

The  pangs  of  struggling  sin  ; 
And  sees,  though  far,  the  hand  that  heals 
And  ends  the  strife  within. 

419 


PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

5  O  let  me  wing  my  hallowed  flight 
From  earth-born  woe  and  care, 
And  soar  above  these  clouds  of  night, 
My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share  I 

L.  M.  OijO.  Doddridge. 

Choosing  the  better  Part. 

1  Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand, 
In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand  : 
Father  divine  !  diffuse  thy  light, 

To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  Engage  this  roving,  treacherous  heart 
Wisely  to  choose  the  better  part ; 
To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 

For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

3  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise  ; 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies ; 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear, 

But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

4  If  thou,  my  Father,  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die  ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 

C.  M.  594.  Doddridge. 

Seeking  the  Knowledge  of  God. 

1  Shine  forth,  Eternal  Source  of  light. 
And  make  thy  glories  known  ; 
Fill  our  enlarged,  adoring  sight 
With  lustre  all  thy  own. 

420 


PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

2  Vain  are  the  charms,  and  faint  the  rays 

The  brightest  creatures  boast ; 
And  all  their  grandeur  and  their  praise 
Is  in  thy  presence  lost. 

3  To  know  the  Author  of  our  frame 

Is  our  sublimest  skill : 
True  science  is  to  read  thy  name, 
True  life  t'  obey  thy  will. 

4  For  this  I  long,  for  this  I  pray, 

And  following  on  pursue. 
Till  visions  of  eternal  day 
Fix  and  complete  the  view. 

C.  M.  595.  CowpER. 

Submission  to  the  Divine  Disposal. 

1  O  Lord  !  my  best  desires  fulfil. 

And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 

Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ; 
Or  tremble  at  tliy  gracious  hand. 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No  !  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee, 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Nor  wilt  withhold,  from  me. 

4  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way ; 

Shall  I  resist  them  both  ? 
Short-sighted  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crushed  before  the  moth  ! 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,   AND    DEVOUT   AFFECTIONS. 

5  But  ah  !  my  inward  spirit  cries, 
Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway ; 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  skies 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 

C.  M.  596.  Mrs.  Steele. 

God  our  Portion.     Psalm  4. 

1  In  vain  the  erring  world  inquires 

For  true,  substantial  good  ; 
Whilst  earth  confines  their  low  desires, 
They  live  on  airy  food. 

2  Not  all  the  good  which  earth  bestows 

Can  fill  the  craving  mind ; 
Its  highest  joys  have  mingled  woes, 
And  leave  a  sting  behind. 

3  Begone,  ye  gilded  vanities  ; 

I  seek  some  solid  good  ; 
To  real  bliss  my  wishes  rise,  — 
The  favor  of  my  God. 

4  To  thee,  my  God,  my  soul  aspires  ; 

Dispel  these  shades  of  night ; 
Enlarge  and  fill  these  vast  desires 
With  infinite  delight. 

C.  M.  597.  Doddridge. 

God  speaking  Peace  to  his  People.    Psalm  85. 

1  Unite,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite 
In  silence  soft  and  sweet : 
And  thou,  my  soul,  sit  gently  down 
At  thy  great  Sovereign's  feet. 

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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard, 

Yet  gladly  I  attend  ; 
For  lo  !  the  everlasting  God 
Proclaims  himself  my  friend. 

3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul 

The  sound  of  peace  convey  ; 
The  tempest  at  his  word  subsides, 
And  winds  and  seas  obey. 

4  By  all  its  joys  I  charge  my  heart 

To  grieve  his  love  no  more; 
But,  charmed  by  melody  divine, 
To  give  its  follies  o'er. 

C.  M.  598.  T.  Humphries. 

"  Lord,  remember  me." 

1  O  Thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
I  lift  my  soul  to  thee  ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

9  When  on  my  aching,  burdened  heart 
My  sins  lie  heavily. 
Thy  pardon  grant,  new  peace  impart : 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

3  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 
O  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day  : 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  When  worn  with  pain,  disease,  and  grief, 

This  feeble  body  see  ; 
Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief : 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

423 


PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

5  When  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death 

I  wait  thy  just  decree, 
Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath,  — 
"  Good  Lord,  remember  me  !  " 

6  And  when  before  thy  throne  I  stand, 

And  lift  my  soul  to  thee. 
Then,  with  the  saints  at  thy  right  hand. 
Good  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

L.  M.  599.  Watts. 

God  the  Source  of  Joy  here  and  hereafter. 

1  Lord,  when  I  quit  this  earthly  stage, 
Where  shall  I  fly  but  to  thy  breast  ? 
For  I  could  find  no  other  home. 
And  I  would  seek  no  other  rest. 

2  I  cannot  live  contented  here 
Without  some  glimpses  of  thy  face  ; 
And  heaven,  without  thy  presence  there, 
Would  be  a  dark  and  tiresome  place. 

3  When  earthly  cares  engross  the  day, 
And  hold  my  thoughts  aside  from  thee. 
The  shining  hours  of  cheerful  light 
Are  like  long,  tedious  years  to  me. 

4  And  if  no  evening  visit 's  paid 
Between  my  Saviour  and  my  soul. 
How  dull  the  night !  how  sad  the  shade ! 
How  mournfully  the  minutes  roll ! 


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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

L.   M.  UUU.  AXONTMOUS. 

Peace  for  troubled  Souls. 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 
Reveals  thy  weight  of  inward  woe ; 
Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 
And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow : 
Behold,  the  precious  balm  is  found. 
To  lull  thy  pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 

Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed, 

Unburden  here  thy  weighty  load  ; 

Here  find  thy  refuge  and  thy  rest. 

And  trust  the  mercy  of  thy  God  : 

Thy  God  's  thy  Saviour,  —  glorious  word! 

For  ever  love  and  praise  thy  Lord. 

L.  M.  601.  Watts. 

Divine   Protection.     Psalm  121. 

1  Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  my  eyes,  — 
The  eternal  hills  beyond  the  skies  ; 
Thence  all  her  help  my  soul  derives ; 
There  my  almighty  Refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives,  the  everlasting  God, 

That  built  the  world,  that  spread  the  flood ; 
The  heavens  with  all  their  hosts  he  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way ; 
His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day ; 
He  spreads  the  evening  veil,  and  keeps 
The  silent  hours  while  Israel  sleeps. 

4  Israel,  —  a  name  divinely  blest, — 
May  rise  secure,  securely  rest ; 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  slumber  nor  surprise. 

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PRAYERS,   ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT   AFFECTIONS. 

S.  M.  602.  Watts. 

Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 

1  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  our  joys  be  known  ;  *" 

Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  This  awful  God  is  ours. 
Our  Father  and  our  Love  ; 

He  shall  send  down  his  heavenly  powers 
To  carry  us  above. 

3  There  shall  we  see  his  face, 
And  never,  never  sin, — 

There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

4  Yes,  and  before  we  rise 
To  that  immortal  state. 

The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

5  The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below ; 

Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

6  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 

We  're  marching  through  Immanuel's  ground. 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


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PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

S.  M.  003,  Doddridge. 

God's  Care  a  Remedy  for  ours. 

1  How  gentle  God's  commands  ! 
How  kind  his  precepts  are ! 

"  Come  cast  yom-  bm*dens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care." 

2  "While  Providence  supports, 
Let  saints  securely  dwell ; 

That  hand  w^hich  bears  all  nature  up. 
Shall  guide  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 
Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 

Haste  to  your  Heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved 
Down  to  the  present  day  ; 

I  '11  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet. 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

L.  M.  604.  Browke. 

Gratitude  and  Reliance. 

1  Great  Lord  of  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies, 
Thy  wealth  the  needy  world  supplies ; 
And  safe  beneath  thy  guardian  arm. 

We  live  secured  from  every  harm. 

2  To  thee  perpetual  thanks  we  owe 
For  all  our  comforts  here  below ; 
Our  daily  bread  thy  bounty  gives. 
And  every  rising  want  relieves. 

407 


PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,   AND    DEVOUT   AFFECTIONS. 

3  To  thee  we  cheerful  homage  bring  ; 
In  grateful  hymns  thy  praises  sing ; 
On  thee  we  ever  will  depend,  — 

The  rich,  the  sure,  the  faithful  Friend. 

4  And,  should  thy  measures  seem  severe, 
Calmly  may  we  thy  chastening  bear ; 
Without  complaint  to  thee  submit. 
The  unerring  Judge  of  what  is  fit. 

L.  M.  uUO.  Morpeth. 

The  Use  of  Tears. 

1  How  little  of  ourselves  we  know. 
Before  a  grief  the  heart  has  felt ! 
The  lessons  that  we  learn  of  woe 
Make  strong  the  soul,  as  well  as  melt. 

2  The  energies  too  stern  for  mirth. 

The  reach  of  thought,  the  strength  of  will, 
'Mid  cloud  and  tempest  have  their  birth, 
Though  blight  and  l3last  their  course  fulfil. 

3  And  yet  't  is  when  it  mourns  and  fears, 
The  laden  spirit  feels  forgiven  ; 

And  through  the  mist  of  falling  tears 
We  catch  the  clearest  glimpse  of  heaven. 

L.  M.  606.  Doddridge. 

Faith  encouraged. 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
His  various  and  his  saving  names  ; 
O  may  they  not  be  heard  alone. 
But  by  our  sure  experience  known. 

42S 


PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND  DEVOUT  AFFECTIONS. 

2  Let  great  Jehovah  be  adored, 
The  eternal,  all-suflicient  Lord, 

He  through  the  world  Most  High  confessed, 
By  whom  't  was  formed,  and  is  possessed. 

3  Awake,  our  noblest  powers,  to  bless 
The  God  of  Abram,  God  of  peace  : 
Now  by  a  dearer  title  known, — 
Father  and  God  of  Christ  his  Son. 

4  Through  every  age  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  his  servants'  prayer ; 
Nor  can  one  humble  soul  complain 
That  it  hath  sought  its  God  in  vain. 

5  What  unbelieving  heart  shall  dare 

In  whispers  to  suggest  a  fear,  ^ 

While  still  he  owns  his  ancient  name  ? 
The  same  his  power,  his  love  the  same. 

6  To  thee  our  souls  in  faith  arise, 
To  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes, 
And  boldly  through  the  desert  tread, 

For  God  will  guard  where  God  shall  lead. 

S.  M.  607.  Watts. 

Looking  upward. 

1  The  heavens  invite  mine  eye  ; 
The  stars  salute  me  round  ; 

Father,  I  blush,  I  mourn,  to  lie 
Thus  grovelling  on  the  ground. 

2  My  warmer  spirits  move. 
And  make  attempts  to  fly ; 

O  would  that  I  had  wings  of  love 
To  raise  me  swift  and  high, — 

429 


PRAYERS,    ASPIRATIONS,    AND    DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

3  Beyond  those  crystal  vaults, 
And  all  their  sparkling  balls  ; 

They  're  but  the  porches  to  thy  courts, 
And  paintings  on  thy  walls. 

4  Vain  world,  farewell  to  you ; 
Heaven  is  my  native  air ; 

I  bid  my  friends  a  short  adieu. 
Impatient  to  be  there. 


430 


HUMAN    LIFE: 


ITS     COURSE     AND     END. 
C.  M.  608.  Bp.  Heber. 

Early  Reli^on. 

1  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  sweet  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath  beneath  the  hill 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  I 

2  Lo,  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod ; 
"Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God ! 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 
And  stormy  passion's  rage ! 

431 


HUBIAN    LIFE  : 


5  O  Thou,  who  giv'st  us  life  and  breath, 
We  seek  thy  grace  alone. 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own  ! 


L.  M.  UVV,  E.  Taylor. 

"Eemember  thy  Creator." 

1  Truly  the  light  of  morn  is  sweet. 
And  sweet  it  is  to  see  the  sun ; 

But,  cheerful  though  the  hours  may  fleet, 
And  years  pass  gayly  one  by  one, 
O  blot  not,  reckless,  from  thy  mind 
The  thought  of  darker  days  behind  I 

2  Rejoice,  O  child  of  mortal  birth! 
In  all  the  pride  of  youth  rejoice  ; 
And  let  the  beauteous  things  of  earth 
Allure  thine  eye,  invite  thy  choice ; 
Yet  know,  for  blessings  freely  given, 
Thine  is  a  large  account  with  Heaven. 

3  And  O  remember,  ere  the  day. 
The  evil  day,  of  grief  shall  come, 
When  all  the  joy  is  passed  away. 

And  naught  is  left  but  gathering  gloom,  - 
Remember,  ere  thy  pleasures  pall. 
Him  first  and  last,  who  gave  them  all ! 

C.  M.  610.  Salisbury  Col. 

"  Remember  thy  Creator  in  the  days  of  thy  youth." 

1  In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 
In  nature's  smiling  bloom. 
Ere  age  arrive,  and  trembling  wait 
Its  summons  to  the  tomb,  — 

432 


ITS    COURSE    AND    END. 

2  Remember  thy  Creator,  God  ; 

For  him  thy  powers  employ ; 
Malve  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  confidence,  thy  joy. 

3  He  shall  defend  and  guide  thy  course 

Through  life's  uncertain  sea. 
Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 

4  Then  seek  the  Lord  betimes,  and  choose 

The  path  of  heavenly  truth ; 
The  earth  affords  no  lovelier  sight 
Than  a  religious  youth. 

CM.  611.  Episcopal  Col. 

Early  Piety. 

1  O,  IN  the  morn  of  life,  when  youth 

With  vital  ardor  glows. 
And  shines  in  all  the  fairest  charms 
That  beauty  can  disclose, — 

2  Deep  in  thy  soul,  before  its  powers 

Are  yet  by  vice  enslaved, 
Be  thy  Creator's  glorious  na?me 
And  character  engraved  ;  — 

3  Ere  yet  the  shades  of  sorrow  cloud 

The  sunshine  of  thy  days, 
And  cares  and  toils,  in  endless  round, 
Encompass  all  thy  ways  ;  — 

4  Ere  yet  thy  heart  the  woes  of  age, 

With  vain  regret,  deplore. 
And  sadly  muse  on  former  joys, 
That  now  return  no  more. 

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HUMAN    LIFE  : 

5  True  wisdom,  early  sought  and  gained, 
In  age  will  give  thee  rest ; 
O  then  improve  the  morn  of  life, 
To  make  its  evening  blest. 

L.  M.  612.  L.  E.  Landon. 

Feed  my  Lambs ! 

1  While  yet  the  youthful  spirit  bears 
The  image  of  its  God  within. 
And  uneffaced  that  beauty  wears, 
Which  may  too  soon  be  stained  by  sin,  — 

2  Then  is  the  time  for  faith  and  love 

To  take  in  charge  their  precious  care, — 
Teach  the  young  heart  to  look  above. 
Teach  the  young  lips  to  speak  in  prayer. 

3  The  world  will  come  with  care  and  crime, 
And  tempt  too  oft  that  heart  astray ; 
Still  the  seed  sown  in  early  time 

Shall  not  be  wholly  cast  away. 

4  The  infant  prayer,  the  infant  hymn, 
Within  the  darkened  soul  will  rise, 
When  age's  weary  eye  is  dim. 

And  the  grave's  shadow  round  us  lies. 

5  The  infant  hymn  is  heard  again, 

The  infant  prayer  is  breathed  once  more ; 
Reclasping  thus  the  broken  chain. 
We  turn  to  all  we  loved  before. 


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ITS    COURSE    AND    END. 

C.  M.  613.  J.  Taylor. 

Songs  of  Chiklren  in  Heaven. 

1  There  is  a  glorious  world  of  light 

Above  the  starry  sky, 
Where  saints  departed,  clothed  in  white, 
Adore  the  Lord  most  high. 

2  And  hark !  —  amid  the  sacred  songs 

Those  heavenly  voices  raise. 
Ten  thousand  thousand  infant  tongues 
Unite  in  perfect  praise. 

3  Those  are  the  hymns  that  we  shall  know 

If  Jesus  we  obey  ; 
That  is  the  place  where  we  shall  go, 
If  found  in  wisdom's  way. 

L.  M.  614.  Cawood. 

The  Call  of  Samuel. 

1  In  Israel's  fane,  by  silent  night, 

The  lamp  of  God  was  burning  bright ; 
And  there,  by  viewless  angels  kept, 
Samuel,  the  child,  securely  slept. 

2  A  voice  unknown  the  stillness  broke  ; 

"  Samuel !  "  it  called,  and  thrice  it  spoke  ; 
He  rose  ;  he  asked  whence  came  the  word ; 
From  Eli  ?     No,  —  it  was  the  Lord. 

3  Thus  early  called  to  serve  his  God, 
In  paths  of  righteousness  he  trod ; 
Prophetic  visions  fired  his  breast, 
And  all  the  chosen  tribes  were  blest. 


HUBIAN    LIFE  : 

4  Speak,  Lord  !  and,  from  our  earliest  days, 
Incline  our  hearts  to  love  thy  ways ; 
Thy  wakening  voice  hath  reached  our  ear : 
Speak,  Lord,  to  us  ;  thy  servants  hear. 

C.  M.  615.  Keble. 

Teaching  little  Children. 

1  O  SAY  not,  think  not,  heavenly  notes 

To  childish  ears  are  vain,  — 
That  the  young  mind  at  random  floats, 
And  cannot  reach  the  strain. 

2  Was  not  our  Lord  a  little  child. 

Taught  by  degrees  to  pray, 
By  father  dear  and  mother  mild 
Instructed  day  by  day  ? 

3  And  loved  he  not  of  heaven  to  talk 

With  children  in  his  sight. 
To  meet  them  in  his  daily  walk. 
And  to  his  arms  invite  ? 

4  And  though  some  tones  be  weak  and  low, 

What  are  all  prayers  beneath. 
But  cries  of  babes  that  cannot  know 
Half  the  deep  thought  they  breathe  ? 

5  In  his  own  words  we  Christ  adore ; 

But  angels,  as  we  speak. 
Higher  above  our  meaning  soar 
Than  we  o'er  children  weak. 

6  And  yet  his  words  mean  more  than  they, 

And  yet  he  Owns  their  praise  ; 
O  think  not  that  he  turns  away 
From  infants'  simple  lays! 


ITS    COURSE    AND    END. 
CM.  616.  Watts. 

The  aged  Saint's  Reflection  and  Hope.    Psalm  71. 

1  My  God,  my  everlasting  hope, 

I  live  upon  thy  truth  ; 
Thine  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthened  all  my  youth. 

2  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen 

Repeated  every  year; 
Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

3  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  arise  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glories  shine, 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 

4  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 

To  the  surviving  age. 
And  leave  a  savor  of  thy  name 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

5  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove  ; 
O  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love. 

S.  M.  617.  Scott. 

The  Changes  of  Life. 

1     As  various  as  the  moon 

Is  man's  estate  below ; 
To  his  bright  day  of  gladness  soon 

Succeeds  a  night  of  woe. 

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HUMAN    LIFE  : 

2  The  night  of  woe  resigns 
Its  darkness  and  its  grief; 

Again  the  morn  of  comfort  shines, 
And  brings  our  souls  relief. 

3  Yet  not  to  fickle  chance 
Is  man's  condition  given ; 

His  dark  and  shining  hours  advance 
By  the  fixed  laws  of  Heaven. 

4  God  measures  unto  all 
Their  lot  of  good  or  ill ; 

Nor  this  too  great,  nor  that  too  small. 
Ordained  by  wisest  will. 

5  Let  man  conform  his  mind 
To  every  changing  state: 

Hejoicing  now,  and  now  resigned, 
And  the  gi'eat  issue  wait. 

G     Hopeful  and  humble,  bear 

Thine  evil  and  thy  good : 
Nor,  by  presumption  nor  despair. 

Weak  mortal,  be  subdued. 

C.   M.  618.  COWPER. 

Man's  Weakness. 

1  Weak  and  irresolute  is  man : 

The  purpose  of  to-day. 
Woven  with  pains  into  his  plan, 
To-morrow  rends  away. 

2  Some  foe  to  his  upright  intent 

Finds  but  his  weaker  part ; 
Virtue  engages  his  assent. 
But  pleasure  wins  his  heart. 

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3  Bound  on  a  voyage  of  fearful  length, 

Through  clangers  little  known, 
A  stranger  to  superior  strength, 
Man  vainly  trusts  his  own. 

4  But  oars  alone  can  ne'er  prevail 

To  reach  the  distant  coast ; 
The  breath  of  heaven  must  swell  the  sail, 
Or  all  the  toil  is  lost. 

C.  H.  M.  619.  J.  Taylok. 

What  is  your  Life  ? 

1  O  AVHAT  is  life  ?  —  't  is  like  a  flower 

That  blossoms  and  is  gone  ; 
It  flourishes  its  little  hour. 

With  all  its  beauty  on  : 
Death  comes,  and,  like  a  wintry  day, 
It  cuts  the  lovely  flower  away. 

2  O  w^hat  is  life  ?  —  't  is  like  the  bow 

That  glistens  in  the  sky  : 
We  love  to  see  its  colors  glow ; 

But  while  we  look,  they  die : 
Life  fails  as  soon  :  —  to-day  't  is  here  ; 
To-morrow  it  may  disappear. 

3  Lord,  what  is  life  ?  —  if  spent  with  thee, 

In  humble  praise  and  prayer. 
How  long  or  short  its  date  may  be, 

We  feel  no  anxious  care  : 
Though  life  depart,  our  joys  shall  last 
When  time  and  all  its  joys  are  past. 


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HUMAN    LIFE  : 

C.  M.  D-^O.  Montgomery. 

The  Journey  of  Life. 

1  I  TRAVEL  all  the  irksome  night, 

By  ways  to  me  unknown ; 
I  travel  like  a  bird  in  flight, 
Onward,  and  all  alone. 

2  Just  such  a  pilgrimage  is  life  ; 

Hurried  from  stage  to  stage, 
Our  wishes  with  our  lot  at  strife, 
Through  childhood  to  old  age. 

3  The  world  is  seldom  what  it  seems,  — 

To  man,  who  dimly  sees. 
Realities  appear  as  dreams. 
And  dreams  realities. 

4  The  Christian's  years,  though  slow  their  flight 

Till  he  is  called  away. 
Are  but  the  watches  of  a  night. 
And  death  the  dawn  of  day. 

CM.  621.  H.  K.White. 

Journeying  tlirough  Death  to  Life. 

1  Through  sorrow's  night,  and  danger's  path, 

Amid  the  deepening  gloom. 
We,  soldiers  of  a  heavenly  King, 
AJre  marching  to  the  tomb. 

2  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more, 

And  all  our  powers  decay, 
Our  cold  remains  in  solitude 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

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3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  our  last  retreat, 
Unheeded  o'er  our  silent  dust 
The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 

4  Yet  not  thus  lifeless,  thus  inane. 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie ; 
For  o'er  life's  wreck  that  spark  shall  rise, 
To  seek  its  kindred  sky. 

L.  M.  y)<4<^.  Montgomery. 

The  Journey  of  Life. 

Thus  far  on  life's  perplexing  path, 
Thus  far  the  Lord  our  steps  hath  led; 
Safe  from  the  world's  pursuing  \vrath. 
Unharmed  though  floods  hung  o'er  our  head 
Here  then  we  pause,  look  back,  adore. 
Like  ransomed  Israel  from  the  shore. 

Strangers  and  pilgrims  here  below. 
As  all  our  fathers  in  their  day, 
We  to  a  land  of  promise  go. 
Lord!  by  thine  own  appointed  way  ; 
Still  guide,  illumine,  cheer  our  flight. 
In  cloud  by  day,  in  fire  by  night. 

When  we  have  numbered  all  our  years, 
And  stand  at  length  on  Jordan's  brink, 
Though  the  flesh  fail  with  human  fears, 
O  let  not  then  the  spirit  shrink  ; 
But,  strong  in  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 
Plunge  through  the  stream,  —  to  rise  above. 

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HUMAN    LIFE  I 

C.  P.  M.  623.  Green. 

Redeem  the  Time. 

My  days,  and  weeks,  and  months,  and  years 
Fly,  rapid  as  the  whirling  spheres 

Around  the  steady  pole; 
Time,  like  the  tide,  its  motion  keeps. 
Till  I  shall  launch  those  boundless  deeps, 

Where  endless  ages  roll. 

Before  thy  throne,  great  God,  I  bow, 
A.nd  humbly  beg  assistance  now, 

To  know  my  real  state : 
While  life,  and  health,  and  time  endure, 
Fain  would  I  make  my  heaven  secure, 

Before  it  be  too  late. 

If  in  destruction's  road  I  stray, 
Help  me  to  choose  that  better  way, 

Which  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
My  soul  renew,  my  sins  forgive  ; 
Nor  let  me  ever  dare  to  live 

Such  as  I  dare  not  die! 

With  thee  let  every  day  be  past ; 

And  when  that  comes,  which  proves  my  last, 

May  glory  dawn  within ! 
Relieve  me  then  from  every  doubt ; 
And,  ere  life's  glimmering  lamp  goes  out, 

Let  endless  joys  begin. 

L.  M.  624.  J.  Taylor. 

True  Length  of  Life. 

Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain, 
Or  clouds  that  roll  successive  on, 
Man's  busy  generations  pass, 
And  while  we  gaze,  their  forms  are  gone. 

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2  "  He  lived,  —  he  died  "  ;  behold  the  sum, 
The  abstract  of  the  historian's  page ! 
Alike,  in  God's  all-seeing  eye. 

The  infant's  day,  the  patriarch's  age. 

3  O  Father !  in  whose  mighty  hand 
The  boundless  years  and  ages  lie. 
Teach  us  thy  boon  of  life  to  prize. 
And  use  the  moments  as  they  fly,  — 

4  To  crowd  the  narrow  span  of  life 
With  wise  designs  and  virtuous  deeds ; 
So  shall  we  wake  from  death's  dark  night, 
To  share  the  glory  that  succeeds. 

L.  M.  0<^0.  Shirley. 

Man's  Mortality. 

1  The  glories  of  our  birth  and  state 

Are  shadows,  not  substantial  thinsfs  : 
There  is  no  armor  as^ainst  fate  : 
Death  lays  his  icy  hands  on  kings. 

2  Princes  and  magistrates  must  fall. 

And  in  the  dust  be  equal  made. 
The  high  and  mighty  with  the  small. 

Sceptre  and  crown  with  scythe  and  spade. 

3  The  laurel  withers  on  our  brow ; 

Then  boast  no  more  your  mighty  deeds  : 
Upon  death's  purple  altar  now 

See  where  the  victor  victim  bleeds  ! 

4  All  heads  must  come  to  the  cold  tomb  ; 

Only  the  actions  of  the  just 
Preserve  in  death  a  rich  perfume, 

Smell  sweet  and  blossom  in  the  dust. 

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HUMAN    LIFE  : 
S.  M.  626.  Doddridge. 

The  Uncertainty  of  Life. 

1  To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine. 
Lodged  in  thy  sovereign  hand  ; 

And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 
And  bears  our  life  away  ; 

O  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  One  thing  demands  our  care  ; 
O  be  it  still  pursued. 

Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

4  To  Jesus  may  we  fly, 
Swift  as  the  morning  light. 

Lest  life's  young,  golden  beams  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 

L.  M.  0^7.  Doddridge. 

The  Wisdom  of  redeeming  Time. 

1  God  of  eternity !  from  thee 
Did  infant  Time  his  being  draw: 
Moments  and  days,  and  months  and  years. 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 

2  Silent  and  swift  they  glide  away  : 
Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows,    . 
Lost  in  eternity's  wide  sea, 

The  boundless  gulf  from  which  it  rose. 

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3  With  it  the  thoughtless  sons  of  men 
Before  the  rapid  stream  are  borne 
On  to  their  everlasting  home, 
Whence  not  one  soul  can  e'er  return. 

4  Yet  while  the  shore,  on  either  side 
Presents  a  gaudy,  flattering  show, 
We  gaze,  in  fond  amazement  lost, 
Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we  go. 

5  Great  Source  of  wisdom  !  teach  our  hearts 
To  know  the  price  of  every  hour. 

That  time  may  bear  us  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 

C.    M.  628.  COLLTER. 

Prayer  for  Support  in  Death. 

1  When,  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life. 

My  trembling  soul  shall  stand. 
And  wait  to  pass  death's  awful  flood, 
Great  God,  at  thy  command,  — 

2  Thou  Source  of  life  and  joy  supreme, 

Whose  arm  alone  can  save. 
Dispel  the  darkness  that  surrounds 
The  entrance  to  the  grave. 

3  Lay  thy  supporting,  gentle  hand 

Beneath  my  sinking  head, 
And  let  a  beam  of  light  divine 
Illume  my  dying  bed. 


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HUMAN    LIFE  : 

L.   M.  i)<^\j.  Bo  WRING. 

Light  of  Religion. 

1  Were  all  our  hopes  and  all  our  fears 
Confined  within  life's  narrow  bound ; 
If,  travellers  through  this  vale  of  tears, 
We  saw  no  better  world  beyond  : 

2  Did  not  a  sunbeam  break  the  gloom, 
And  not  a  floweret  smile  beneath,  — 
Who  could  exist  in  such  a  tomb  ? 
Who  dwell  amid  the  shades  of  death  ? 

3  And  such  were  life  without  the  ray 
From  our  divine  religion  given  : 

'T  is  this  that  makes  our  darkness  day; 
'T  is  this  that  makes  our  earth  a  heaven. 

4  Bright  is  the  golden  sun  above. 

And  beautiful  the  flowers  that  bloom, 
And  all  is  joy,  and  all  is  love. 
Reflected  from  a  world  to  come. 

C.  M.  D«iU.  Doddridge. 

The  Christian's  Farewell. 

1  Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell, 

With  all  your  feeble  light  I 
Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon. 
Pale  empress  of  the  night ! 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day. 

In  brighter  flames  arrayed  I 
My  soul,  that  springs  beyond  thy  sphere. 
No  more  demands  thy  aid. 

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3  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 

Of  my  divine  abode. 
The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts 
Where  I  shall  see  my  God. 

4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Will  there  his  beams  display  ; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  blend 
With  that  unvaried  day. 

5  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite  ; 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view 
With  infinite  delight. 

L.  M.  Otil.  Montgomery. 

Religion  our  Guide  in  Life  and  Death. 

1  Through  shades  and  solitudes  profound, 
The  fainting  traveller  winds  his  way ; 
Bewildering  meteors  glare  around. 

And  tempt  his  wandering  feet  astray ; 

2  Till  mild  Religion  from  above 
Descends,  a  sweet,  engaging  form. 
The  messenger  of  heavenly  love. 
The  bow  of  promise  in  a  storm  ! 

3  Ambition,  pride,  revenge  depart, 
And  folly  flies  her  chastening  rod  ; 
She  makes  the  humble,  contrite  heart 
A  temple  of  the  living  God. 

4  Beyond  the  narrow  vale  of  time, 
Where  bright,  celestial  ages  roll. 
To  scenes  eternal,  scenes  sublime. 
She  points  the  way,  and  leads  the  soul. 

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5  At  her  approach  the  grave  appears 
The  gate  of  Paradise  restored  ; 

Her  voice  the  watching  cherub  hears, 
And  drops  his  double,  flaming  sword. 

6  Baptized  with  her  renewing  fire, 
May  we  the  crown  of  glory  gain  ; 
Rise  w^hen  the  host  of  heaven  expire, 
And  reign  with  God,  for  ever  reign. 

L.    M.  U«J/W.  DRU3IM0ND. 

"  AMction  Cometh  not  forth  of  the  dust." 

1  Affliction's  faded  form  draws  nigh, 
With  wrinkled  brow  and  downcast  eye. 
With  sackcloth  on  her  bosom  spread. 
And  ashes  scattered  o'er  her  head. 

2  But  deem  her  not  a  child  of  earth : 
From  heaven  she  draws  her  sacred  birth  ; 
Beside  the  throne  of  God  she  stands. 

To  execute  his  dread  commands. 

3  Oft  as  in  pleasure's  paths  we  stray, 
Perplexed  in  sin's  deceitful  way, 

With  storms  she  thunders  o'er  our  heads. 
And  sudden  ruin  round  us  spreads. 

4  The  messenger  of  grace,  she  flies 
To  train  us  for  our  home,  the  skies  ; 
And,  onward  as  we  move,  the  way 
Becomes  more  smooth,  more  bright  the  day. 

5  Her  weeds  to  robes  of  glory  turn. 

Her  looks  with  kindling  radiance  burn  ; 
Her  lips  these  soothing  words  reveal,  — 
"  God  smites  to  bless,  he  wounds  to  heal ! " 

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L.  M.  Doo.  Doddridge. 

The  weeping  Seed-time  and  joyful  Harvest.    Psalm  126. 

1  The  darkened  sky,  how  thick  it  lowers  ! 
Troubled  with  storms,  and  big  with  showers ; 
No  cheerful  gleam  of  light  appears, 

But  Nature  pours  forth  all  her  tears. 

2  Yet  let  the  sons  of  grace  revive  ; 
God  bids  the  soul  that  seeks  him  live, 
And  from  the  gloomiest  shade  of  night 
Calls  forth  a  morning  of  delight. 

3  The  seeds  of  ecstasy  unknown 
Are  in  these  watered  furrows  sown ; 

See  the  green  blades,  how  thick  they  rise, 
And  with  fresh  verdure  bless  our  eyes  I 

4  In  secret  foldings  they  contain 
Unnumbered  ears  of  golden  grain  ; 

And  heaven  shall  pour  its  beams  around. 
Till  the  ripe  harvest  load  the  ground. 

5  Then  shall  the  trembling  mourner  come. 
And  bind  his  sheaves,  and  bear  them  home  : 
The  voice  long  broke  with  sighs  shall  sing, 
Till  heaven  with  hallelujahs  ring. 

L.  M.  634.  Bryant. 

Blessed  are  they  that  mourn. 

1  Deem  not  that  they  are  blest  alone 
Whose  days  a  peaceful  tenor  keep  ; 
The  God  who  loves  our  race  has  shown 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 
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HUMAN    LIFE  : 

2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 
The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears, 
And  weary  hours  of  woe  and  pain 
Are  earnests  of  serener  years. 

3  O  there  are  days  of  hope  and  rest 
For  every  dark  and  troubled  night ! 
And  grief  may  bide,  an  evening  guest, 
But  joy  shall  come  with  early  light. 

4  And  thou,  who  o'er  thy  friend's  low  bier, 
Dost  shed  the  bitter  drops  like  rain, 
Hope  that  a  brighter,  happier  sphere, 
Will  give  him  to  thy  arms  again. 

5  For  God  hath  marked  each  anguished  day, 
And  numbered  every  secret  tear  ; 

And  heaven's  long  age  of  bliss  shall  pay 
For  all  his  children  suffer  here. 

/^Qftr  5  ^^^^'^  '^^^  Spanish  of 

8  &  4s.  M.  DoD.         ^  Don  Jorge  Manrique. 

Vanity  of  the  World. 

1  Alas  !  how  poor  and  little  worth 
Ai'e  all  those  glittering  toys  of  earth 

That  lure  us  here  I  — 
Dreams  of  a  sleep  that  death  must  break  : 
Alas  I  before  it  bids  us  wake, 

They  disappear. 

2  Where  is  the  strength  that  spurned  decay, 
The  step  that  rolled  so  light  and  gay. 

The  heart's  blithe  tone  ? 
The  strength  is  gone,  the  step  is  slow. 
And  joy  grows  weariness  and  woe 

When  age  comes  on. 

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3  Our  birth  is  but  a  starting-place  ; 
Life  is  the  running  of  the  race, 

And  death  the  goal : 
There  all  those  glitt(u-ing  toys  arc  brought; 
That  path  alone,  of  all  unsought, 

Is  found  of  all. 

4  O  let  the  soul  its  slumbers  break, 
Arouse  its  senses,  and  awake 

To  see  how  soon 
Life,  like  its  glories,  glides  away, 
And  the  stern  footsteps  of  decay 

Come  stealing  on. 

C.  M.  636.  Heber. 

Solemn  Admonitions. 

• 

1  Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 

Is  equal  warning  given  ; 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead. 
Above  us  is  the  heaven  ! 

2  Their  names  are  graven  on  the  stone. 

Their  bones  are  in  the  clay  ; 
And  ere  another  day  is  done. 
Ourselves  may  be  as  they. 

3  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze. 

He  lurks  in  every  flower ; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour. 

4  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay, 
And  death  descend  in  sudden  night 
On  manhood's  middle  day. 

451 


HUMAN    LIFE  : 

5  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Halt  feebly  towards  the  tomb  ; 
And  yet  shall  earth  our  hearts  engage, 
And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ? 

6  Turn,  mortal,  turn  !  thy  danger  know  ; 

Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread. 
The  earth  rings  hollo^v  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead. 

7  Turn,  Christian,  turn  !  thy  soul  apply 

To  truths  divinely  given  ; 
The  boundless  fields  of  light  on  high 
Remind  thee  of  thy  heaven. 

C.  M.  o37.  Doddridge. 

Near  Approach  of  Salv^ion. 

1  Awake,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 

And  raise  your  voices  high  ; 
Awake,  and  praise  that  sovereign  love, 
That  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies  ; 

Each  moment  brings  it  near  ; 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day ! 
Welcome  each  closing  year ! 

3  Not  many  years  their  round  shall  run. 

Not  many  mornings  rise. 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

4  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course  ; 

Ye  mortal  powers,  decay ; 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death. 
Ye  bring  eternal  day. 

452 


ITS    COURSE    AND    END. 

S.  M.  0«JO.  Doddridge 

Tracing  the  Steps  of  the  Pious  Dead. 

1  How  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 
That  bears  as  to  the  sea ! 

The  tide  that  bears  our  thoughtless  souls 
To  vast  eternity ! 

2  Our  fathers,  where  are  they, 
With  all  they  call  their  own  ? 

Their  joys  and  griefs,  and  hopes  and  cares, 
And  wealth  and  honor,  gone. 

3  God  of  our  fathers !  hear ; 
Thou  everlasting  Friend ! 

While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge, 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

4  Of  all  the  piqjis  dead 
May  we  the  footsteps  trace. 

Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light, 
We  dwell  before  thy  face. 

L-  M.  Oo".  Barbauld. 

Blessedness  of  the  Righteous  in  Death. 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies! 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest. 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes! 
How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast ! 

So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er ; 

So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day ; 

So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 


HUMAN    LIFE  : 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys  ; 
And  naught  disturbs  that  peace  profound, 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears. 
Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell ; 
How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  appears! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 

5  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay. 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies. 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  I " 

C.  M.  640.  Watts. 

"  Blessed  are  the  dead  that  die  in  the  Lord." 

1  Hear  what  the  voice  from  Jieaven  proclaims 

For  all  the  pioiis  dead :  — 
Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names. 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

2  They  sleep  in  Jesus,  and  are  blessed  ; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are ! 
From  sufferings  and  from  sins  released. 
And  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They  're  present  with  the  Lord ; 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 


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ITS    COURSE    AND    END. 

L.  P.  M.  641.  Watts. 

Life,  Death,  and  Resurrection. 

1  Eternal  God!  how  frail  is  man! 
Few  are  the  hours,  and  short  the  span, 

Between  the  cradle  and  the  grave  : 
Who  can  prolong  his  vital  breath  ? 
Who  from  the  bold  demands  of  death 

Hath  skill  to  fly,  or  power  to  save  ? 

2  But  let  no  murmuring  heart  complain. 
That,  therefore,  man  is  made  in  vain. 

Nor  the  Creator's  grace  distrust ; 
For  though  his  servants,  day  by  day. 
Go  to  their  graves,  and  turn  to  clay, 

A  bright  reward  awaits  the  just. 

3  Jesus  hath  made  thy  purpose  known, 
A  new  and  better  life  hath  shown. 

And  we  the  glorious  tidings  hear : 
For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
That  we  can  read  his  holy  word. 

And  find  a  resurrection  there. 

L.  M.  642.  Mrs.  Mackat. 

Sleeping  in  Jesus. 

1  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep ! 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep  ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose. 
Unbroken  by  the  dread  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest. 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
No  fear,  no  woes,  shall  dim  that  hour 
Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 


HUMAN    LIFE  : 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  time  nor  space 
Debars  this  precious  hiding-place  ; 
On  Indian  plains,  or  Lapland  snows, 
Believers  find  the  same  repose. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  I  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be  ; 
But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep. 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

L.M.  t)43.  Norton. 

Blessedness  of  the  Pious  Dead. 

1  O  STAY  thy  tears ;  for  they  are  blest, 
Whose  days  are  past,  whose  toil  is  done  : 
Here  midnight  care  disturbs  our  rest ; 
Here  sorrow  dims  the  noonday  sun. 

2  How  blest  are  they  whose  transient  years 
Pass  like  an  evening  meteor's  flight! 
Not  dark  with  guilt,  nor  dim  with  tears ; 
Whose  course  is  short,  unclouded,  bright. 

3  O  cheerless  were  our  lengthened  way ; 
But  heaven's  own  light  dispels  the  gloom, 
Streams  downward  from  eternal  day. 
And  casts  a  glory  round  the  tomb. 

4  O  stay  thy  tears  ;  the  blest  above 
Have  hailed  a  spirit's  heavenly  birth, 
And  sung  a  song  of  joy  and  love ; 

Then  why  should  anguish  reign  on  earth  ? 


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ITS    COURSE    AND   END. 

C.  M.  644.  Watts. 

Man  frail,  and  God  eternal.     Pa.  90. 

1  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

2  A  thousand  ages,  in  thy  sight. 

Are  like  an  evening  gone ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

3  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream. 

Bears  all  its  sons  away  ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

4  Like  flowery  fields  the  nations  stand, 

Pleased  with  the  morning  light : 
The  flowers  beneath  the  mower's  hand 
Lie  withering  ere  't  is  night. 

5  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come. 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last. 
And  our  eternal  home. 


C.  M.  645.  Watts. 

Our  Bodies  frail,  and  God  our  Preserver. 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 
Nor  death  nor  danger  fear ; 

But  we  '11  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

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HUBIAN    LIFE  : 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay ; 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs. 

And  dies,  if  one  be  gone  ; 
Strange !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  But 't  is  our  God  supports  our  frame. 

The  God  who  built  us  first ; 
Salvation  to  the  Almighty  Name 
That  reared  us  from  the  dust. 

5  While  we  have  breath,  or  use  our  tongues, 

Our  Maker  we  '11  adore ; 
His  spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs. 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 

lis.  M.  646.  Episcopal  Col. 

I  would  not  live  alway. 

1  I  WOULD  not  live  alway:  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way: 
I  would  not  live  alway  :  no,  —  welcome  the  tomb; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom. 

2  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his  God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode ! 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright 

plains. 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns  ; 

3  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet. 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet; 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll. 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  life  of  the  soul. 

458 


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ITS    COURSE    AND    END. 

CM.  647.  Peabody. 

The  Christian's  Death. 

Behold  the  beauteous  western  light ; 

It  melts  in  deepening  gloom  : 
So  calmly  Christians  sink  away, 

Descending  to  the  tomb. 

2  The  winds  breathe  low,  the  withering  leaf 

Scarce  whispers  from  the  tree  ; 
So  gently  flows  the  parting  breath, 
When  good  men  cease  to  be. 

3  How  beautiful  on  all  the  hills 

The  crimson  light  is  shed  I 
'T  is  like  the  peace  the  Christian  gives 
To  mourners  round  his  bed. 

4  How  mildly  on  the  wandering  cloud 

The  sunset  beam  is  cast  I 
'T  is  like  the  memory,  left  behind, 
When  loved  ones  breathe  their  last. 

5  And  now,  above  the  dews  of  night, 

The  yellow  star  appears  : 
So  faith  springs  in  the  heart  of  those 
Whose  eyes  are  bathed  in  tears. 

6  But  soon  the  morning's  happier  light 

Its  glories  shall  restore. 
And  eyelids  that  are  sealed  in  death 

Shall  ope,  to  close  no  more.  ^ 


459 


HUMAN    LIFE  : 

L.  M.  648.  Watts. 

Death  disarmed. 

1  Why  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die  ? 
What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 

And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  strife, 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away ; 
Still  w^e  shrink  back  again  to  life. 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  O,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet. 
My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly,  fearless,  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head. 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

C.  M.  649.  Watts. 

God  the  Author  of  Mercies  and  Afflictions. 

1  Naked,  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 

And  crept  to  life  at  first. 
We  to  the  earth  return  again. 
And  mingle  with  our  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own. 
Are  but  short  favors  borrowed  now. 
To  be  repaid  anon. 


ITS    COURSE    AND    END. 

3  'T  is  God  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and,  blessed  be  his  name^ 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then  ; 

Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will, 
And  every  murmur  die. 

5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread  ; 
And  we  '11  adore  the  justice,  too. 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

12&11S.  M.  650.  Hebee. 

Farewell  to  a  Friend  departed. 

1  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  ;  but  we  will  not  de- 

plore thee. 
Though  sorrows  and  darkness  encompass  the 
tomb ; 
The  Saviour  has  passed  through  its  portals  before 
thee. 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  through 
the  gloom. 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  we  no  longer  behold 

thee. 
Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world  by  thy 

side; 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  enfold 

thee. 
And  sinners  may  hope,  since  the  Saviour  hath 

died. 

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HUMAN    LIFE  :  » 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  gi'ave ;    and,  its  mansion 

forsaking, 

Perchance  thy  weak   spirit  in  doubt  lingered 
long ; 
But  the  sunshine  of  heaven  beamed  bright  on  thy 
waking, 

And  the  sound  thou  didst  hear  was  the  sera- 
phim's song. 

4  Thou  art  gone  to  the   grave  ;    but  we  will  not 

deplore  thee. 
Since  God  was  thy  Refuge,  thy  Guardian,  thy 

Guide  ; 
He  gave  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will  restore 

thee  ; 
And  death  has  no  sting,  since  the  Saviour  hath 

died. 

8&7s.  M.  651.  S.F.  Smith. 

The  Death  of  a  Sister. 

1  Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely. 
Gentle  as  the  summer  breeze. 

Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening, 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber,  — 
Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low ; 

Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number, 
Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 

3  Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us  ; 
Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel ; 

But 't  is  God  that  hath  bereft  us  : 
He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 

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ITS    COURSE    AND    END. 

4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 
When  the  day  of  life  is  fled, 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee. 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 

L.  M.  652.  Fawcett. 

Death  of  Parents. 

1  The  God  of  mercy  will  indulge 
The  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  sigh. 
When  honored  parents  fall  around. 
When  friends  beloved  and  kindred  die. 

2  Yet  not  one  anxious,  murmuring  thought 
Should  with  our  mourning  passions  blend  ; 
Nor  should  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 
Their  mighty,  ever-living  Friend. 

3  Parent,  Protector,  Guardian,  Guide, 
Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one ; 
On  thee  we  cast  our  every  care. 
And  comfort  seek  from  thee  alone. 

4  To  thee,  our  Father,  would  we  look. 
Our  Rock,  our  Portion,  and  our  Friend, 
And  on  thy  gracious  love  and  truth 
With  humble,  steadfast  hope  depend. 

I^- M.  DOo.  Gaskell. 

The  Light  of  the  Gospel  on  the  Tomb. 

1   Dark,  dark  indeed,  the  grave  would  be. 
Had  we  no  light,  O  God,  from  thee  ; 
If  all  we  saw  were  all  we  knew. 
Or  hope  from  reason  only  grew. 

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HUMAN    LIFE  : 


2  But  fearless  now  we  rest  in  faith ; 
A  holy  life  makes  happy  death ; 

'T  is  but  a  change  ordained  by  thee, 
To  set  the  imprisoned  spirit  free. 

3  Sad,  sad  indeed,  't  would  be  to  part 
From  those  who  long  had  shared  our  heart, 
If  thou  hadst  left  us  still  to  fear 

Love's  only  heritage  was  here. 

4  But  calmly  now  we  see  them  go 
From  out  this  world  of  pain  and  woe  ; 
We  follow  to  a  home  on  high, 
Where  pure  affections  never  die. 

6  &  4s.  M.  654.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

For  Support  in  Death. 

1  Lowly  and  solemn  be 
Thy  children's  cry  to  thee, 

Father  divine  ! 
A  hymn  of  suppliant  breath, 
Ownins:  that  life  and  death 

Alike  are  thine. 

2  O  Father,  in  that  hour 

When  earth  all  succoring  power 

Shall  disavow, 
When  spear  and  shield  and  crown 
In  faintness  are  cast  down. 

Sustain  us  thou  I 

3  By  him  who  bowed  to  take 
The  death-cup  for  our  sake. 

The  thorn,  the  rod. 
From  whom  the  last  dismay 
Was  not  to  oass  away, 

Aldus, b  God! 


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ITS    COURSE    AND    END. 

4  Tremblers  beside  the  grave, 
We  call  on  thee  to  save, 

Father  divine ! 
Hear,  hear  our  suppliant  breath ; 
Keep  us  in  life  and  death. 

Thine,  only  thine. 

7s.  M.  boo.  Anonymous. 

Dirge. 

1  Clay  to  clay,  and  dust  to  dust ! 
Let  them  mingle,  —  for  they  must ! 
Give  to  earth  the  earthly  clod. 
For  the  spirit  's  fled  to  God. 

2  Never  more  shall  midnight's  damp 
Darken  round  this  mortal  lamp  ; 
Never  more  shall  noonday's  glance 
Search  this  mortal  countenance. 

3  Deep  the  pit,  and  cold  the  bed. 
Where  the  spoils  of  death  are  laid  ; 
Stiff  the  curtains,  chill  the  gloom. 
Of  man's  melancholy  tomb. 

4  Look  aloft !     The  spirit  's  risen  ;  — 
Death  cannot  the  soul  imprison  : 
'T  is  in  heaven  that  spirits  dwell. 
Glorious,  though  invisible. 

5  Thither  let  us  turn  our  view ; 
Peace  is  there,  and  comfort  too  : 
There  shall  those  we  love  be  found, 
Tracing  joy's  eternal  round. 


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HUMAN   LIFE  : 

L.  M.  656.  Watts. 

At  a  Funeral. 

1  Unveil  thy  bo§bm,  faithful  tomb  ! 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust ; 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  No 'pain,  no  grief,  no  anxious  fear, 
Invade  thy  bounds ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleepers  here, 
While  angels  watch  their  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept  ;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blessed  the  bed 
Then  rest,  dear  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break,  sacred  morning,  from  the  skies ! 
Then,  clothed  anew  in  bright  array, 
Immortal  form  !  to  life  arise. 

And  swell  the  song  of  endless  day. 

lOs.  M.  Uo7.  Montgomery. 

Death  of  a  Jlinister  in  his  Prime. 

1  Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 
In  full  activity  of  zeal  and  power  ; 

A  Christian  cannot  die  before  his  time, 

The  Lord's  appointment  is  the  servant's  hour. 

2  Go  to  the  grave  ;  at  noon  from  labor  cease ; 
Rest  on  thy  sheaves,  thy  harvest-task  is  done : 
Come  from  the  heat  of  battle,  and  in  peace. 
Soldier,  go  home  ;  with  thee  the  fight  is  won. 

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ITS    COURSE    AND    END. 

3  Go  to  the  grave,  for  there  thy  Saviour  lay 
111  death's  embraces,  ere  he  rose  on  high ; 
And  all  the  ransomed,  by  that  narrow  way, 
Pass  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. 

4  Go  to  the  grave  :  —  no,  take  thy  seat  above  ; 
Be  thy  pure  spirit  present  with  the  Lord, 
Where  thou  for  faith  and  hope  hast  perfect  love, 
And  open  vision  for  the  written  word. 

7s.  M.  658.  Pope. 

The  Dying  Christian  to  hia  Soul. 

1  Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame. 
Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame  ! 
Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying, 
O  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

2  Hark  !  they  whisper  !  angels  say, 
"  Sister  spirit,  come  away." 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite. 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight. 
Drowns  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath  ? 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes  ;  it  disappears : 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes  ;  my  ears 
With  sounds  seraphic  ring. 

Lend,  lend  your  wings  ;  I  mount,  I  fly  ! 
O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 
O  death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 

467 


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HUMAN    LIFE  : 

P.   M.  659.  MiLMAN. 

Funeral  Hymn. 

Brother,  thou  art  gone  before  us, 
And  thy  saintly  soul  is  flown. 

Where  tears  are  wiped  from  every  eye, 
And  sorrow  is  unknown,  — 

From  the  burden  of  the  flesh, 


And  from  care  and  fear  released, 
Hiere  the  wicked  cease  fron 
And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 


Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling 


Brother,  yes,  thy  course  is  finished ; 

Thou  hast  borne  earth's  heavy  load, 
But  Christ  has  taught  thy  languid  feet 

To  reach  his  blest  abode  : 
Sweetly  art  thou  sleeping  now, 

On  thy  Father's  faithful  breast. 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

Sin  no  more  can  taint  thy  spirit, 

Nor  can  doubt  thy  faith  assail ; 
Thy  soul  its  welcome  has  received, 

Thy  strength  shall  never  fail : 
And  thou  'rt  sure  to  meet  the  good. 

Whom  on  earth  thou  loved st  best. 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

To  thy  grave  we  sadly  bear  thee. 
There  in  dust  we  place  thy  head. 

We  lay  the  turf  above  thee  now. 
And  seal  thy  narrow  bed  ; 

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ITS    COUHSE    AND    END. 


But  thy  spirit  soars  away, 

Free,  among  the  faithful  blest, 

Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling 
And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

S.  ]\r.  UuU.  Montgomery. 

Ou  the  Death  of  an  Aged  Minister. 

1  Servant  of  God,  well  done  ! 
Rest  from  thy  loved  employ  ; 

The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 
Enter  thy  Master's  joy. 

2  The  voice  at  midnight  came, 
He  started  up  to  hear ; 

A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame,  — 
He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear. 

3  Tranquil  amidst  alarms. 
It  found  him  on  the  field, 

A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms. 
Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 

4  The  pains  of  death  are  past ; 
Labor  and  sorrow  cease  ; 

And,  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

5  Soldier  of  Christ,  well  done  ! 
Praise  be  tliy  new  employ ; 

And  while  eternal  ages  run, 
Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 


40  4G9 


THE    FUTURE    LIFE. 


CM.  661.  Watts. 

A  Prospect  of  Hearen. 

1  By  glimmering  hopes  and  gloomy  fears 

We  trace  the  sacred  road  ; 
Through  dismal  deeps  and  dangerous  snares 
We  make  our  way  to  God. 

2  Long  nights  and  darkness  dwell  below, 

With  scarce  a  twinkling  ray ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  we  go 
Is  everlasting  day. 

3  See  the  kind  angels  at  the  gates, 

Inviting  us  to  come ; 
There  Jesus,  the  Forerunner,  waits, 
To  welcome  travellers  home. 

4  There,  on  a  green  and  flowery  mount. 

Our  weary  souls  shall  sit. 
And  with  transporting  joys  recount 
The  labors  of  our  feet. 

470 


THE    FUTURE    LIFE. 

C.  M.  662.  Watts. 

A  Prospect  of  the  Kesuri'ection. 

1  Let  faith  arise,  and  climb  the  hills, 

And  from  afar  descry 
How  distant  are  his  chariot-wheels, 
And  tell  how  fast  they  fly. 

2  Lo,  I  behold  the  scattering  shades ; 

The  dawn  of  heaven  appears ; 
The  sweet,  immortal  morning  spreads 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

3  I  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 

And  flaming  guards  around ; 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room. 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 

4  I  hear  the  voice,  "  Ye  dead,  arise !  " 

And  lo !  the  graves  obey. 
And  waking  saints,  with  joyful  eyes. 
Salute  the  expected  day. 

C.  M.  663.  Watts. 

Prospect  of  Ilciven. 

1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight. 

Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night. 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There,  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers  ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

•ITl 


THE    FUTURE    LIFE. 

3  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green  ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shriak 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea. 
And  linger,  shivering  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  O  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove. 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise. 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love. 
With  unbeclouded  eyes,  — 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood. 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

S.  M.  Oo4.  Montgomery. 

For  ever  with  the  Lord. 

1  For  ever  with  the  Lord ! 
So,  Father,  let  it  be  ; 

Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word,- 
'T  is  immortality. 

2  Here  in  the  body  pent. 
Absent  from  thee  I  roam  ; 

Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

3  My  Father's  house  on  high ! 
Home  of  my  soul,  how  near 

At  times  to  faith's  foreseeing  eye 
Thy  golden  gates  appear ! 

472 


THE    FUTURE    LIFE. 

4  I  hear  at  mom  and  even, 
At  noon  and  midnight  hour, 

The  choral  harmonies  of  heaven 
Earth's  Babel-tongues  o'erpower. 

5  And  then  I  feel,  that  he, 
Remembered  or  forgot. 

The  Lord,  is  never  far  from  me, 
Though  I  perceive  him  not. 

C.  M.  665.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Looking  at  Things  unseen. 

1  Why  should  the  world's  alluring  toys 

Detain  otfr  hearts  and  eyes, 
Regardless  of  immortal  joys. 
And  strangers  to  the  skies  ? 

2  These  transient  scenes  will  soon  decay, 

They  fade  upon  the  sight ; 
And  quickly  will  their  brighter  day 
Be  lost  in  endless  night. 

3  O  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 

Above  these  gloomy  shades. 
To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades  I 

4  There  joys,  unseen  by  mortal  eyes. 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever-blooming  prospect  rise, 
Unconscio*is  of  decay. 

5  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine 

To  gLiide  our  upward  aim ; 
With  one  reviving  ray  of  thine 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

40  *  473 


THE    FUTURE    LIFE. 

L.  M.  666.  Peabody. 

Heaven. 

1  When  all  the  hours  of  life  are  past, 
And  death's  dark  shadow  falls  at  last, 
It  is  not  sleep,  —  it  is  not  rest,  — 

'T  is  glory  opening  to  the  blest. 

2  Their  mighty  Master  bids  them  rise 
To  radiant  mansions  in  the  skies. 
Where  each  shall  wear  a  robe  of  light. 
Like  his,  divinely  fair  and  bright. 

3  Angels  shall  now  unite  their  prayers 
With  those  of  spirits  bles\  as  theirs  ; 
And  light  shall  gild  their  heavenly  crown, 
From  suns  that  never  more  go  down. 

4  No  storms  shall  ride  the  troubled  air. 
No  sounds  of  passion  enter  there ; 
But  all  be  peaceful  as  the  sigh 

Of  evening  gales  that  breathe  and  die. 

5  There,  parted  friends  again  shall  meet. 
In  union  holy,  calm,  and  sweet ; 

And  earthly  sorrow,  fear,  and  pain 
Shall  never  reach  their  hearts  again. 

S.  H.  M.  667.  Montgomery. 

Friends  separated  by  Death. 

1     Friend  after  friend  departs  : 
Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend  ? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts 

That  finds  not  here  an  end  : 
Were  this  frail  world  our  final  rest. 
Living  or  dying,  none  were  blest. 

474 


THE    rUTURK    LIFE. 

2  Beyond  the  flight  of  time, 
Beyond  the  reign  of  death, 

There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath, 
Nor  life's  affections  transient  fire, 
Whose  sparks  fly  upward  and  expire. 

3  There  is  a  world  above. 
Where  parting  is  unknown ; 

A  long  eternity  of  love, 

Formed  for  the  good  alone  ; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  glorious  sphere. 

4  Thus  star  by  star  declines, 
Till  all  are  passed  away, 

As  morning  high  and  higher  shines, 

To  pure  and  perfect  day ; 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night, 
But  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  light. 

L.  M.  668.  Christian  Psalmist. 

Foretaste  of  Heaven. 

1  What  must  it  be  to  dwell  above. 

At  God's  right  hand,  where  Jesus  reigns, 
Since  the  sweet  earnest  of  his  love 
O'erwhelms  us  on  these  earthly  plains  ! 
No  heart  can  think,  no  tongue  explain. 
What  bliss  it  is  with  Christ  to  reign. 

2  When  sin  no  more  obstructs  our  sight, 
When  sorrow  pains  our  hearts  no  more, 
How  shall  we  view  the  Prince  of  Light, 
And  all  his  works  of  grace  explore ! 

475 


THE    FUTURE    LIFE. 

What  heights  and  depths  of  love  divine 
Will  there  through  endless  ages  shine ! 

This  is  the  heaven  I  long  to  know  ; 
For  this,  with  patience,  1  would  wait. 
Till,  weaned  from  earth,  and  all  below, 
I  mount  to  my  celestial  seat. 
And  wave  my  palm,  and  wear  my  crown, 
And,  with  the  elders,  cast  them  down. 

C.  M.  669.  Watts. 

The  Hope  of  Heaven  our  Support  in  Trials. 

1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I '  11  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come. 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home. 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all! 

3  There  shall  I  bathe  my  w^eary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

C.P.  M.  670.  C.  Wesley. 

Reunion  of  Friends  in  Heaven. 

1  If  death  my  friend  and  me  divide. 
Thou  dost  not.  Lord,  my  sorrow  chide. 

Or  frown  my  tears  to  see  : 
Restrained  from  passionate  excess. 
Thou  bid'st  me  mourn  in  calm  distress, 

For  them  that  rest  in  thee. 

•170 


THE    FUTURE    LIFE. 

I  feel  a  strong  immortal  hope, 
Which  bears  my  mournful  spirit  up, 

Beneath  its  mountain-load  : 
Redeemed  from  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 
I  soon  shall  find  my  friend  again, 

"Within  the  arms  of  God. 

Pass  a  few  fleeting  moments  more. 
And  death  the  blessing  shall  restore. 

Which  death  hath  snatched  away ; 
For  me  thou  wilt  the  summons  send. 
And  give  me  back  my  parted  friend. 

In  that  eternal  day. 

8,  7,  «&4s.  M.  Oil.  Mrs.  Gilbert. 

Support  in  Death. 

1  WuEN  the  vale  of  death  appears. 
Faint  and  cold  this  mortal  clay, 
O  my  F'ather,  soothe  my  fears, 
Light  me  through  the  darksome  way : 

Break  the  shadows. 
Usher  in  eternal  day. 

2  Starting  from  this  dying  state, 
Upward  bid  my  soul  aspire  ; 
Open  thou  the  crystal  gate, 
To  thy  praise  attune  my  lyre : 

Dwell  for  ever, 
Dwell  on  each  immortal  wire. 

3  From  the  sparkling  turrets  there. 
Oft  I  '11  trace  my  pilgrim  way, 
Often  bless  thy  guardian  care. 
Fire  by  night,  and  cloud  by  day ; 

While  my  triumphs 
At  my  Leader's  feet  I  lay. 

477 


THE    FUTURE    LIFE. 

C.  p.  M.  672.  C.  Wesley. 

Contemplation  of  the  Judgment. 

0  God  !  mine  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress  ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
To  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteousness. 

Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  serious  industry  and  fear 

Eternal  bliss  to  insure ; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
To  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will. 
And  to  the  end  endure. 

Then,  Father,  then  my  soul  receive,      * 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above ; 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope  in  full  supreme  delight 

And  everlasting  love. 

7s.  M.  673.  Montgomery. 

The  Redeemed  in  Heaven. 

1  Who  are  these  in  bright  array, 
This  exulting,  happy  throng, 
Round  the  altar,  night  and  day. 
Hymning  one  triumphant  song  ?  — 
"  Worthy  is  the  Lamb,  once  slain. 
Blessing,  honor,  glory,  power. 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain. 

New  dominion  every  hour." 

478 


THE    FUTURE    LIFE. 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod ; 
These  from  great  allliction  came; 
Now,  before  the  throne  of  God, 
Sealed  with  his  almighty  name, 
Clad  in  raiment  pm'e  and  white, 
Victor-palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  great  Redeemer's  might. 
More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease,  unknown. 
On  immortal  fruits  they  feed ; 
Them  the  Lamb,  amidst  the  throne, 
Shall  to  living  fountains  lead ; 

Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs  ; 
Perfect  love  dispels  all  fears  ; 
And  for  ever  from  their  eyes 
God  shall  wipe  away  their  tears. 


C.  M.  b74.  Christian  Psalmist. 

The  Society  of  Heaven. 

1  Jerusalem  !  my  glorious  home  ! 

Name  ever  dear  to  me  ! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee  ? 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 
Thy  bulwarks,  with  salvation  strong. 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

3  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom. 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know  : 
Blest  seats !  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

479 


THE    FUTURE    LIFE. 


4  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe  ? 

Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ? 
I  've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there, 

Around  my  Saviour  stand  ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

6  Jerusalem  !  my  glorious  home  ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee  ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

C.  M.  675.  Addison. 

Hope  in  the  Divine  Mercy. 

1  When,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 

O'erwhelmed  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  see  my  Maker  face  to  face, 
O  how  shall  I  appear ! 

2  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found 

And  mercy  may  be  sought. 
My  heart  with  inward  horror  shrinks. 
And  trembles  at  the  thought,  — 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord  !  shalt  stand  disclosed, 

In  majesty  severe. 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
O  how  shall  I  appear ! 

4  But  there  's  forgiveness.  Lord,  with  thee  ; 

Thy  nature  is  benign  ; 
Thy  pardoning  mercy  I  implore. 
For  mercy.  Lord,  is  thine. 

480 


THE    FUTURE    LIFE. 

5  O  let  thy  boundless  mercy  shine 

On  my  benighted  soul, 
Correct  my  passions,  mend  my  heart, 
And  all  my  fears  control ! 

6  And  may  I  taste  thy  richer  grace 

In  that  decisive  horn- 
When  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend, 
And  time  shall  be  no  more. 

C.  M.  676.  Heber's  Col. 

The  last  Ilarvest. 

1  The  angel  comes  ;  he  comes  to  reap 

The  harvest  of  the  Lord  ! 
O'er  all  the  earth,  with  fatal  sweep, 
Wide  waves  his  flaming  sword. 

2  And  who  are  they,  in  sheaves,  to  bide 

The  fire  of  vengeance,  bound  ? 
The  tares,  whose  rank,  luxuriant  pride 
Choked  the  fair  crop  around. 

3  And  who  are  they,  reserved  in  store 

God's  treasure-house  to  fill  ? 
The  wheat,  a  hundred-fold  that  bore 
Amid  surrounding  ill. 

4  O  King  of  mercy  !  grant  us  power 

Thy  fiery  wrath  to  flee  I 
In  thy  destroying  angel's  hour, 
O  gather  us  to  thee ! 


41  481 


THE    FUTURE    LIFE. 


L.  M.  677.  Sir  W.  Scott. 

The  Last  Day. 

1  That  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day, 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  ? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day  ? 

2  When,  shrivelling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll, 
When  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread, 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the  dead. 

3  Oh !   on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day. 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay. 
Be  Thou  the  trembling  sinner's  stay, 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 

7    &   6s.   M.  O7o.  ANONT3IOUS. 

Children  in  Heaven. 

1  In  the  broad  fields  of  heaven, — 

In  the  immortal  bowers. 
By  life's  clear  river  dwelling, 

Amid  undying  flowers,  — 
There  hosts  of  beauteous  spirits. 

Fair  children  of  the  earth, 
Linked  in  bright  bands  celestial. 

Sing  of  their  human  birth. 

a  They  sing  of  earth  and  heaven, — 

Divinest  voices  rise 
To  God,  their  gracious  Father, 

Who  called  them  to  the  skies  : 
They  all  are  there,  —  in  heaven, — 

Safe,  safe,  and  sweetly  blest ; 
No  cloud  of  sin  can  shadow 

Their  bright  and  holy  rest. 


THE    FUTURE    LIFE. 

L.  M.  U7  J.  Anonymous. 

The  Better  Land. 

1  There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen 
In  visions  of  enraptured  thought, 

So  bright  that  all  which  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glory  fraught ;  — 

2  A  land  upon  whose  blissful  shore 
There  rests  no  shadow,  falls  no  stain  ; 
There  those  who  meet  shall  part  no  more, 
And  those  long  parted  meet  again. 

3  Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skies, 
With  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light ; 
It  hath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise, 

To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 
Across  that  calm,  serene  abode  ; 
The  wanderer  there  a  home  may  find, 
Within  the  paradise  of  God. 


483 


MISCELLANEOUS  AND  OCCASIONAL. 

C.  M.  680.  Whittier. 

Nature's  Worship. 

1  The  ocean  looketh  up  to  heaven, 
As  't  were  a  living  thing  ; 
The  homage  of  its  waves  is  given, 
In  ceaseless  worshipping. 

9  They  kneel  upon  the  sloping  sand. 
As  bends  the  human  knee  ; 
A  beautiful  and  tireless  band, 
The  priesthood  of  the  sea. 

3  The  mists  are  lifted  from  the  rills. 

Like  the  white  wing  of  prayer  ; 
They  kneel  above  the  ancient  hills, 
As  doing  homage  there. 

4  The  forest-tops  are  lowly  cast 

O'er  breezy  hill  and  glen, 
As  if  a  prayerful  spirit  passed 
On  nature  as  on  men. 

481 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

5  The  sky  is  as  a  temple's  arch  : 
The  blue  and  wavy  air 
Is  glorious  witli  the  spirit-march 
Of  messengers  at  prayer. 

lOs.  M.  681.  Anonymous. 

Via  Crucis,  via  Lucis. 

1  Through  night  to  light !     And  though  to  mortal 

eyes 
Creation's  face  a  pall  of  horror  wear, 
Good  cheer !  good  cheer !     The  gloom  of  midnight 

flies  : 
Soon  shall  a  sunrise  follow,  mild  and  fair. 

2  Through  storm  to  calm  !     And  though  His  thun- 

der-car 
The  rumbling  tempest  drive  through  earth  and  sky. 
Good  cheer  !  good  cheer !     The  elemental  war 
Tells  that  a  blessed,  healing  hour  is  nigh. 

3  Through  toil  to  sleep !     And  though  the  sultry 

noon. 
With  heavy,  drooping  wing,  oppress  thee  now, 
Good  cheer !  good  cheer  I     The  cool  of  evening 

soon 
Shall  lull  to  sweet  repose  thy  weary  brow. 

4  Through  cross  to  crown  I     And  though  thy  spirit- 

life 
Trials  untold  assail  with  giant  strength, 
Good  cheer !  good  cheer  I     Soon  ends  the  bitter 

strife. 
And  thou   shalt   reign   in   peace  with    Christ    at 

length. 

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MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

5  Through  woe  to  joy!     And  though  at  noon  thou 

weep, 
And  though  the  midnight  find  thee  weeping  still, 
Good  cheer !    good  cheer !     The  Shepherd  loves 

his  sheep  ; 
Resign  thee  to  the  watchful  Father's  will. 

6  Through  death  to  life  I     And  through  this  vale  of 

tears. 
And  through  this  thistle-field  of  life,  ascend 
To  the  great  supper,  in  that  world  whose  years 
Of  bliss,  unfading,  cloudless,  know  no  end. 

lOS.  M.  DO/^.  MOXTGOMERT. 

"LoTest  thou  mc? " 

1  "  LovEST  thou  me  ?  "  I  hear  my  Saviour  say  : 
Would  that  my  heart  had  power  to  answer,  "  Yea ; 
Thou  knowest  all  things.  Lord,  in  heaven  above 
And  earth  beneath  ;  thou  knowest  that  I  love." 

2  But  't  is  not  so :  in  word,  in  deed,  in  thought, 
I  do  not,  cannot  love  thee  as  I  ought ; 

Thy  love  must  g-ive  that  power,  —  thy  love  alone; 
There  's  nothing  worthy  of  thee,  but  thine  own. 

C.  M.  ()83.  Montgomery. 

Earth's  broken  Ties. 

1   The  broken  ties  of  happier  days. 

How  often  do  they  seem 
To  come  before  the  mental  gaze, 

Like  a  remembered  dream  ! 
Around  us  each  dissevered  chain 

In  sparkling  ruin  lies. 
And  earthly  hand  can  ne'er  again 

Unite  these  broken  ties. 

486 


BIISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

2  O  who,  in  such  a  world  as  this, 

Could  bear  their  lot  of  pain, 
Did  not  one  radiant  hope  of  bliss 

Unclouded  yet  remain ! 
That  hope  the  Sovereign  Lord  has  given. 

Who  reigns  above  the  skies ; 
Hope  that  unites  our  souls  to  heaven, 

By  faith's  endearing  ties. 

3  Each  care,  each  ill  of  mortal  birth. 

Is  sent  in  pitying  love 
To  lift  the  lingering  heart  from  earth, 

And  speed  its  flight  above. 
And  every  pang  that  wrings  the  breast, 

And  every  joy  that  dies,  . 
Tells  us  to  seek  a  purer  rest. 

And  trust  to  holier  ties. 

L.  M.  d84.  Anonymous. 

"Him  that  cometh  to  me,  I  will  iu  no  wise  cast  out." 

1  Just  as  I  am,  —  without  one  plea. 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  come  to  thee, — 
O  Lamb  of  God,  to  thee  I  come ! 

2  Just  as  I  am,  —  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt. 
With  fears  within,  and  foes  without,  — 
O  Lamb  of  God,  to  thee  I  come ! 

3  Just  as  I  am,  —  poor,  wretched,  blind  ; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind. 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find,  — 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

487 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

4  Just  as  I  am,  —  thou  wilt  receive, 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe,  — 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

5  Just  as  I  am,  —  thy  love  now  known 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down  ; 
Now  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone,  — 
O  Lamb  of  God,  to  thee  I  come ! 

L.  M.  685.  H.  M.  Williams. 

God  seen  in  All. 

1  My  God !  all  nature  owns  thy  sway ; 
Thou  giv'st  the  night,  and  thou  the  day ! 
When  all  thy  loved  creation  wakes. 
When  morning,  rich  in  lustre,  breaks. 
And  bathes  in  dew  the  opening  flower. 
To  thee  we  owe  her  fragrant  hour ; 
And  when  she  pours  her  choral  song. 
Her  melodies  to  thee  belong. 

2  Or  when,  in  paler  tints  arrayed. 

The  evening  slowly  spreads  her  shade. 
That  soothing  shade,  that  grateful  gloom. 
Can,  more  than  day's  enlivening  bloom. 
Still  every  fond  and  vain  desire. 
And  calmer,  purer  thoughts  inspire ; 
From  earth  the  pensive  spirit  free. 
And  lead  the  softened  heart  to  thee. 

3  In  every  scene  thy  hands  have  dressed. 
In  every  form  by  thee  impressed. 
Upon  the  mountain's  awful  head. 

Or  where  the  sheltering  woods  are  spread ; 

488 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

In  every  note  that  swells  the  gale, 
Or  tuneful  stream  that  cheers  the  vale, 
The  cavern's  depth,  or  echoing  grove, — 
A  voice  is  heard  of  praise  and  love. 

4  As  o'er  thy  work  the  seasons  roll, 
And  soothe,  with  change  of  bliss,  the  soul 
O  never  may  their  smiling  train 
Pass  o'er  the  human  sense  in  vain ! 
But  oft,  as  on  their  charms  we  gaze. 
Attune  the  wandering  soul  to  praise ; 
And  be  the  joys  that  most  we  prize 
Those  joys  that  from  thy  favor  rise  ! 

C.  M.  686.  H.  Ware,  Jk. 

On  opening  an  Organ. 

1  All  nature's  works  His  praise  declare 

To  whom  they  all  belong ; 
There  is  a  voice  in  every  star, 
In  every  breeze  a  song. 

2  Sweet  music  fills  the  world  abroad 

With  strains  of  love  and  power  ; 
The  stormy  sea  sings  praise  to  God,  — 
The  thunder  and  the  shower. 

3  To  God  the  tribes  of  ocean  cry. 

And  birds  upon  the  wing ; 
To  God  the  powers  that  dwell  on  high 
Their  tuneful  tribute  brinsr. 


'&• 


Like  them  let  man  the  throne  surround, 
With  them  loud  chorus  raise. 

While  instruments  of  loftiest  sound 
Assist  his  feeble  praise. 

489 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

5  Great  God !  to  thee  we  consecrate 

Our  voices  and  our  skill ; 
We  bid  the  pealing  organ  wait 
To  speak  alone  thy  will. 

6  O  teach  its  rich  and  swelling  notes 

To  lift  our  souls  on  high  ; 
And  while  the  music  round  us  floats, 
Let  earth-born  passion  die. 

L.  M.  687.  J.  Q.  Adams. 

Death  of  Children. 

1  Sure,  to  the  mansions  of  the  blest 
When  infant  innocence  ascends. 
Some  angel  brighter  than  the  rest 
The  spotless  spirit's  flight  attends. 

2  On  wings  of  ecstasy  they  rise. 
Beyond  where  worlds  material  roll, 
Till  some  fair  sister  of  the  skies 
Receives  the  unpolluted  soul. 

3  There,  at  the  Almighty  Father's  hand, 
Nearest  the  throne  of  living  light. 
The  choirs  of  infant  seraphs  stand. 
And  dazzling  shine,  where  all  are  bright. 

4  That  inextinguishable  beam. 
With  dust  united  at  our  birth. 
Sheds  a  more  dim,  discolored  gleam. 
The  more  it  lingers  upon  earth. 

5  Closed  in  this  dark  abode  of  clay. 
The  stream  of  glory  faintly  burns. 
Nor  unobscured  the  lucid  ray 

To  its  own  native  fount  returns. 

400 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

6  But  when  the  Lord  of  mortal  breath 
Decrees  his  bounty  to  resume, 

And  points  the  silent  shaft  of  death, 
Which  speeds  an  infant  to  the  tomb,  — 

7  No  passion  fierce,  no  low  desire. 

Has  quenched  the  radiance  of  the  flame  ; 
Back  to  its  God  the  livinc:  fire 
Returns,  unsullied,  as  it  came. 

7  &  6s.  M.  DOo.  Anonymous. 

The  Spread  of  the  Gospel. 

1  The  morning  light  is  breaking, 

The  darkness  disappears, 
The  sons  of  earth  are  wakins: 

To  penitential  tears  ; 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar. 
Of  nations  in  commotion. 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  Rich  dew®  of  grace  come  o'er  us. 

In  many  a  gentle  shower, 
And  brighter  scenes  before  us 

Are  opening  every  hour  ; 
Each  cry  to  heaven  going 

Abundant  answers  brings. 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing. 

With  peace  upon  their  wings. 

3  Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thy  onward  way  ; 

Flow  thou  to  every  nation. 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay: 

•401 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

Stay  not,  till  all  the  lowly- 
Triumphant  reach  their  home ; 

Stay  not,  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim  the  Lord  has  come. 

7  &  6s.  M.  689.  Heber. 

Missionary   Hymn. 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains. 

From  India's  coral  strand. 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand, 
From  many  an  ancient  river. 

From  many  a  palmy  plain. 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, — 
Though  every  prospect  pleases. 

And  only  man  is  vile  ? 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown ; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high. 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation  I   O  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learnt  Messiah's  name. 

492 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

P.  M.  690.  Flint. 

Oa  leaving  an  Ancient  Church. 

1  Here  to  the  High  and  Holy  One 

Oar  fathers  early  reared 
A  house  of  prayer,  a  lowly  one, 

Yet  long  to  them  endeared 
By  hours  of  sweet  communion 

Held  with  their  covenant  God, 
As  oft,  in  sacred  union. 

His  hallowed  courts  they  trod. 

2  Gone  are  the  pious  multitudes 

That  here  kept  holy  time, '  ^ 
In  other  courts  assembled  now 

For  worship  more  sublime. 
Their  children,  we  are  waiting 

In  meekness.  Lord,  thy  call ; 
Thy  love  still  celebrating. 

Our  hope,  our  trust,  our  all. 

3  These  time-worn  walls,  the  resting-place 

So  oft  from  earthly  cares 
To  righteous  souls  now  perfected. 

We  leave  with  thanks  and  prayers  ; 
With  thanks,  for  every  blessing 

Vouchsafed  through  all  the  past, 
With  prayers,  thy  throne  addressing 

For  guidance  to  the  last. 

4  Though  from  this  house,  so  long  beloved. 

We  part  with  sadness  now, 
Yet  here  we  trust  with  gladness  soon 
In  fairer  courts  to  bow  : 

42  493 


MISCELLANEOUS   AND    OCCASIONAL. 

So  when  our  souls  forsaking 
These  bodies,  fallen  and  pale. 

In  brighter  forms  awaking, 

With  joy  the  change  shall  hail. 

L.  M.  691.  Willis. 

Dedication  Hymn. 

1  The  perfect  world,  by  Adam  trodj 
Was  the  first  temple,  —  built  by  God; 
His  fiat  laid  the  corner-stone, 

And  heaved  its  pillars  one  by  one. 

2  He  hung  its  starry  roof  on  high,  — 
The  broad,  illimitable  sky  ; 

He  spread  its  pavement  green  and  bright, 
And  curtained  it  with  morning  light. 

3  The  mountains  in  their  places  stood,  — 
The  sea,  the  sky,  —  and  "  all  was  good  "  ; 
And,  when  its  first  pure  praises  rang, 
The  "  morning  stars  together  sang." 

4  Lord !  't  is  not  ours  to  make  the  sea, 
And  earth,  and  sky  a  house  for  thee ; 
But  in  thy  sight  our  offering  stands, 

A  humbler  temple,  "  made  with  hands." 

C.  M.  692.  E.  W.  Emeeson. 

The  House  our  Fathers  built  to  God. 

1  We  love  the  venerable  house 
Our  fathers  built  to  God ; 
In  heaven  are  kept  their  grateful  vows, 
Their  dust  endears  the  sod. 

494 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

2  Here  holy  thoughts  a  light  have  shed 

From  many  a  radiant  face, 
And  prayers  of  tender  hope  have  spread 
A  perfume  through  the  ])lace. 

3  And  anxious  hearts  have  pondered  here 

The  mystery  of  life, 
And  prayed  the  Eternal  Spirit  clear 
Their  doubts  and  aid  their  strife. 

4  From  humble  tenements  around 

Came  up  the  pensive  train. 
And  in  the  church  a  blessing  found, 
Which  filled  their  homes  again. 

5  They  live  with  God,  their  homes  are  dust ; 

But  here  their  children  pray, 
And,  in  this  fleeting  lifetime,  trust 
To  find  the  narrow  way. 

L.  M.  byo,  Heginbotham, 

The  God  of  the  Seasons. 

1  Great  God!  let  all  our  tuneful  powers 
Awake  and  sing  thy  mighty  name  ; 
Thy  hand  rolls  on  our  circling  hours. 
The  hand  from  which  our  being  came. 

2  Seasons  and  moons,  revolving  round 
In  beauteous  order,  speak  thy  praise  ; 
And  years,  with  smiling  mercy  crowned, 
To  thee  successive  honors  raise. 

3  Each  changing  season  on  our  souls 
Its  sweetest,  kindest  influence  sheds  ; 
And  every  period,  as  it  rolls, 

Showers  countless  blessings  on  our  heads. 

495 


i;<5ik5 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

4  Our  lives,  our  health,  our  friends,  we  owe  ^ 

All  to  thy  vast,  unbounded  love  ; 
Ten  thousand  precious  gifts  below, 
And  hope  of  nobler  joys  above. 

83.  M.  694,  Hawes. 

Spring. 

1  The  winter  is  over  and  gone. 

The  thrush  whistles  sweet  on  the  spray. 
The  turtle  breathes  forth  her  soft  moan. 
The  lark  mounts  and  warbles  away. 

2  Shall  every  creature  around 
Their  voices  in  concert  unite. 
And  I,  the  most  favored,  be  found 
In  praising  to  take  less  delight  ? 

3  Awake,  then,  my  harp,  and  my  lute ! 
Sweet  organs,  your  notes  softly  swell ! 
No  longer  my  lips  shall  be  mute, 
The  Saviour's  high  praises  to  tell. 

4  His  love  in  my  heart  shed  abroad, 
My  graces  shall  bloom  as  the  spring  ; 
This  temple,  his  Spirit's  abode  ; 

My  joy  as  my  duty  to  sing.    . 

C.  M.  695.  Steele. 

Spring. 

1  When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 
And  blossoms  deck  the  spray. 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
How  sweet  the  vernal  day  ! 

49« 


MISCELLANEOUS   AND    OCCASIONAL. 

2  Hark  !  how  the  feathered  warblers  sing  ! 

'T  is  Nature's  cheerful  voice  ; 

Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring, 

And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 

3  Earth  and  her  thousand  voices  give 

Their  thousand  notes  of  praise  ; 
And  all,  that  by  his  mercy  live, 
To  God  their  offering  raise. 

4  O  God  of  nature  and  of  grace. 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart ; 
Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 
Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart. 

5  Inspired  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 

Glad  Nature's  cheerful  song. 
And  love  and  gi*atitude  divine 
Attune  my  joyful  tongue. 

7  &  6s.  M.  696.  British  Mag. 

Autumn. 

1  The  leaves  around  me  falling 

Are  preaching  of  decay  ; 
The  hollow  winds  are  calling, 

"  Come,  pilgrim,  come  away" 
The  day,  in  night  declining. 

Says  I  must  too  decline ; 
The  year  its  bloom  resigning. 

Its  lot  foreshadows  mine. 

2  The  light  my  path  surrounding, 

The  loves  to  which  I  cling. 
The  hopes  within  me  bounding. 
The  joys  that  round  me  wing,  — 

42*  497 


I 

MISCELLANEOUS   AND    OCCASIONAL. 

All,  all,  like  stars  at  even, 

Just  gleam  and  shoot  away, 
Pass  on  before  to  heaven, 

And  chide  at  my  delay. 

3  The  friends  gone  there  before  me 

Are  calling  from  on  high, 
And  happy  angels  o'er  me 

Tempt  sweetly  to  the  sky : 
"  "Why  wait,"  they  say,  "  and  wither, 

'Mid  scenes  of  death  and  sin? 
O  rise  to  glory,  hither, 

And  find  true  life  begin." 

8&7S.M.  697.  Bp.  HoRNE. 

Autumn  Warnings. 

1  See  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 

Dry  and  withered  to  the  ground, 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
Li  a  sad  and  solemn  sound : 

2  "  Sons  of  Adam,  (once  in  Eden, 

Where,  like  us,  he  blighted  fell,) 
Hear  the  lesson  we  are  reading ; 
Mark  the  awful  truth  we  tell. 

3  "  Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread  ; 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming. 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 

4  "  What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you, 

Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace ; 
Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you : 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place. 

498 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

5  "  Yearly  in  our  course  returning, 

Messengers  of  shortest  stay, 
Thus  we  preach  this  truth  concerning, 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away." 

6  On  the  tree  of  life  eternal, 

O  let  all  our  hopes  be  laid ; 
This  alone,  for  ever  vernal. 
Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 

H.  M.  698.  Freeman. 

Imitation  of  Thomson's  Hymn  on  the  Seasons. 

1  Lord  of  the  worlds  below ! 

On  earth  thy  glories  shine; 
The  changing  seasons  show 
Thy  skill  and  power  divine. 
In  all  we  see  The  rolling  years 

A  God  appears  ;  Are  full  of  thee. 

2  Forth  in  the  flowery  spring 

We  see  thy  beauty  move; 
The  birds  on  branches  sing 

Thy  tenderness  and  love; 
Wide  flush  the  hills  ;     Devotion's  calm 
The  air  is  balm  :  Our  bosom  fills. 

3  Then  come,  in  robes  of  light. 

The  summer's  flaming  days  ; 
The  sun,  thine  image  bright. 

Thy  majesty  displays  ; 
And  oft  thy  voice  But  still  our  souls 

In  thunder  rolls  ;  In  thee  rejoice. 

4  In  autumn,  a  rich  fe^st 

Thy  common  bounty  gives 

499 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

To  man,  and  bird,  and  beast. 
And  everything  that  lives. 
Thy  liberal  care,  And  harvest  moon, 

At  morn  and  noon  Our  lips  declare. 

5     In  winter,  awful  thou ! 

With  storms  around  thee  cast ; 
The  leafless  forests  bow 
Beneath  thy  northern  blast. 
While  tempests  lower.       We  homage  bring, 
To  thee,  dread  King,         And  own  thy  power. 


L.  M.  b99.  Doddridge. 

For  a  New  Year. 

1  Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand. 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand : 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows ; 
That  mercy  crowns  it,  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  are  we  guarded  by  our  God, 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown. 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 
Thou  art  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest  j 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  dqjs. 

500 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

5  When  death  shall  interrupt  these  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust. 
In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 


C.  M.  700.  Gaskell. 

A  New  Tear. 

Our  Father!  through  the  coming  year 
We  know  not  what  shall  be. 

But  we  would  leave  without  a  fear 
Its  orderinof  to  thee. 


1 


'& 


2  It  may  be  we  shall  toil  in  vain 

For  what  the  world  holds  fair. 
And  all  its  good  we  thought  to  gain 
Deceive,  and  prove  but  care. 

3  It  may  be  it  shall  darkly  blend 

Our  love  with  anxious  fears, 
And  snatch  away  the  valued  friend. 
The  tried  of  many  years. 

4  It  may  be  it  shall  bring  us  days 

And  nights  of  lingering  pain, 
And  bid  us  take  our  farewell  gaze 
Of  these  loved  haunts  of  men. 

5  But  calmly,  Lord,  on  thee  we  rest ; 

No  fears  our  trust  shall  move  ; 
Thou  knowest  what  for  each  is  best. 
And  thou  art  perfect  love. 


501 


1 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

7s.  M.  701.  J.Newton. 

The  Fleeting  Tears  of  Life, 

1  While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 
Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here ! 

Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 
They  have  done  with  all  below : 
We  a  little  longer  wait ; 
But  how  little,  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 
Speedily  the  mark  to  find,  — 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 
Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind,  — 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 
Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream ; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise ; 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive, 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live, 
With  eternity  in  view. 

Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old ; 
Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love ; 
And,  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 
May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

lOs.  M.  702.  E.  Taylor. 

The  Changiug  Year. 

God  of  the  changing  year !  whose  arm  of  power 
In  safety  leads  through  danger's  darkest  hour, 
Here  in  thy  temple  bow  thy  creatures  down^ 
To  bless  thy  mercy,  and  thy  might  to  own. 

502 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL, 

2  Thine  are  the  beams  that  cheer  us  on  our  way, 
And  pour  around  the  gladdening  light  of  day ; 
Thine  is  the  night ;  and  the  fair  orbs  that  shine 
To  cheer  its  hours  of  darkness  all  are  thine. 

3  If  round  our  path  the  thorns  of  sorrow  grew, 
And  mortal  friends  were  faithless,  thou  wert  true ; 
Did  sickness  shake  the  frame,  or  anguish  tear 
The  wounded  spirit,  thou  wert  present  there. 

4  Yet  when  our  hearts  review  departed  days, 
How  vast  thy  mercies  !  how  remiss  our  praise  I 
Well  may  we  dread  thine  awful  eye  to  meet. 
Bend  at  thy  throne,  and  worship  at  thy  feet. 

5  O  lend  thine  ear,  and  lift  our  voice  to  thee ; 
Where'er  we  dwell,  still  let  thy  mercy  be ; 
From  year  to  year,  still  nearer  to  thy  shrine 
Draw  our  frail  hearts,  and  make  them  wholly  thine. 

C.  M.  703.  Fergus. 

The  Promises  of  the  Year. 

1  The  year  begins  with  promises 

Of  joyful  days  to  come, 
Of  Sabbath  bells,  of  times  of  prayer. 
Of  thoughts  on  heaven,  our  home  ; 

2  Of  seed-time,  with  its  gentle  winds, 

Soft  dews,  and  healthful  showers, 
And  streamlets  gushing  from  the  hills, 
And  birds,  and  opening  flowers ; 

3  Of  summer,  with  its  warbling  choir 

Amid  the  balmy  leaves  ; 
Of  autumn,  with  its  fragrant  herbs 
And  fruits  and  bending  sheaves ; 

5o:3 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

4  Of  countless  mercies  from  our  God, 
Who  rules  the  changeful  years, 
Both  here  and  in  the  world  of  love, 
Beyond  the  heavenly  spheres. 

L.  M.  704.  Doddridge. 

"  Thou  crownest  the  year  with  thy  goodness." 

1  Eternal  Source  of  every  joy ! 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear. 
Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  the  steady  pole ; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise. 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine. 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores  ; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise ; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid. 
With  opening  light,  and  evening  shade. 

6  O  may  our  more  harmonious  tongues 
In  worlds  unknown  pursue  the  songs  ; 
And  in  those  brighter  courts  adore. 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more ! 

504 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 
C.  M.  705.  Gaskell. 

Close  of  the  Year. 

1  O  God  !  to  thee  our  hearts  would  pay 

Then*  gratitude  sincere, 
Whose  love  hath  kept  us,  night  and  day. 
Throughout  another  year. 

2  Of  every  breath,  and  every  power, 

Thou  wast  the  gracious  source ; 
From  thee  came  every  happy  hour 
Which  smiled  along  its  course. 

3  And  if  sometimes  across  our  path 

A  cloud  its  shadows  threw, 
Thou  didst  not  waft  it  there  in  wrath. 
But  loving-kindness  true. 

4  For  joy  and  grief  alike  we  pay 

Our  thanks  to  thee  above  ; 
And  only  pray  to  grow  each  day 
More  worthy  of  thy  love. 

C.  M.  7UO.  Doddridge. 

Reflections  for  a  New  Year.    Psalm  90. 

1  Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bounds 

Of  the  revolving  year  ; 
How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  rounds  I 
How  short  the  months  appear ! 

2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on. 

And  that  important  day. 
When  all  that  mortal  life  has  done 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

43  ri05 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

3  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift  advancing  year  ; 
And  study  artful  ways  to  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  Waken,  O  God,  my  trifling  heart, 

Its  great  concern  to  see  ; 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

5  Thus  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll. 

If  future  years  arise  ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  peaceful  soul 
To  joy  that  never  dies. 

L.  M.  70T.  Doddridge. 

For  the  Beginning  or  End  of  the  Year. 

1  My  helper,  God  !  I  bless  his  name  ; 
The  same  his  power,  his  grace  the  same 
The  tokens  of  his  friendly  care 

Open,  and  crown,  and  close  the  year. 

2  I  midst  ten  thousand  dangers  stand, 
Supported  by  his  guardian  hand  ; 
And  see,  when  I  survey  my  ways. 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  his  arm  hath  led  me  on ; 
Thus  far  I  make  his  mercy  known ; 
And,  while  I  tread  this  desert  land. 
New  blessings  shall  new  songs  demand. 


506 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

7s.  M.  708.  Mrs.  Follen. 

Praj  or  for  the  Slave. 

1  Lord!  deliver;  thou  canst  save ; 
Save  from  evil,  Mighty  God ! 
Hear,  O  hear  the  kneeling  slave ! 
Break,  O  break  the  oppressor's  rod. 

2  He,  whose  ear  is  everywhere, 
Who  doth  silent  sorrow  see. 
Will  regard  the  captive's  prayer. 
Will  from  bondage  set  him  free. 

3  From  the  tyranny  within. 

Save  thy  children.  Lord  I  we  pray ; 
Chains  of  iron,  chains  of  sin. 
Cast,  for  ever  cast  away. 

4  Love  to  man  and  love  to  God 
Are  the  weapons  of  our  war  ; 

These  can  break  the  oppressor's  rod,  — 
Burst  the  bonds  that  we  abhor. 

C.  M.  709.  Gaskell. 

The  Redeeming  Power  of  Love. 

1   O  NOT  to  crush  with  abject  fear 

The  burdened  soul  of  man 
Did  Jesus  on  the  earth  appear. 

And  open  Heaven's  hiirh  plan  : 
He  came  to  bid  him  find  repose. 

And  God  his  Father  know ; 
And  thus  with  love  to  raise  up  those 

That  once  were  bowed  low. 

507 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

2  O  not  in  coldness  nor  in  pride 

His  holy  path  he  trod ; 
'T  was  his  delight  to  turn  aside 

And  win  the  lost  to  God, 
And  unto  sorrowing  guilt  disclose 

The  fount  whence  peace  should  flow, 
And  thus  with  love  to  raise  up  those 

That  once  were  bowed  low. 

3  O  not  with  cold,  unfeeling  eye 

Did  he  the  suffering  view ; 
Not  on  the  other  side  pass  by, 

And  deem  their  tears  untrue  : 
'T  was  joy  to  him  to  heal  their  woes, 

And  heaven's  sweet  refuge  show, 
And  thus  with  love  to  raise  up  those 

That  once  were  bowed  low. 

C.  M.  710.  Peabody. 

Who  is  thy  Neighbor  ? 

1  Who  is  thy  neighbor  ?     He  whom  thou 

Hast  power  to  aid  or  bless  ; 
Whose  aching  heart  or  burning  brow 
Thy  soothing  hand  may  press. 

2  Thy  neighbor  ?     'T  is  the  fainting  poor, 

Whose  eye  with  want  is  dim ; 
O  enter  thou  his  humble  door, 
With  aid  and  peace  for  him. 

3  Thy  neighbor  ?     He  who  drinks  the  cup 

When  sorrow  drowns  the  brim ; 
With  w^ords  of  high,  sustaining  hope. 
Go  thou  and  comfort  him. 

50R 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

4  Thy  neighbor?     'T  is  the  weary  slave, 

Fettered  in  mind  and  limb  ; 
He  hath  no  hope  this  side  the  grave ; 
Go  thou,  and  ransom  him. 

5  Thy  neighbor  ?     Pass  no  mourner  by ; 

Perhaps  thou  canst  redeem 

A  breaking  heart  from  misery  ; 

Go,  share  thy  lot  with  him. 


CM.  4  LI.  Crosswelu 

Do  good  to  the  Poor  for  Christ's  Sake. 

1  Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went, 

By  lane  and  cell  obscure, 
And  let  our  treasures  still  be  spent. 
Like  his,  upon  the  poor. 

2  Like  him  through  scenes  of  deep  distress 

Who  bore  the  world's  sad  weight. 
We,  in  their  gloomy  loneliness, 
Would  seek  the  desolate. 

3  For  thou  hast  placed  us  side  by  side 

In  this  wide  world  of  ill  ; 
And  that  thy  followers  may  be  tried. 
The  poor  are  with  us  still. 

4  Small  are  the  offerings  we  can  make ; 

Yet  thou  hast  taught  us.  Lord, 
If  given  for  the  Saviour's  sake. 
They  lose  not  their  reward. 


43"  .509 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

CM.  712.  Christian  Mirror. 

Give  Alms  to  the  Poor,  —  Give  all  to  Christ. 

1  She  loved  her  Saviour,  and  to  him 

Her  costliest  present  brought ; 
To  crown  his  head,  or  grace  his  name, 
No  gift  too  rare  she  thought. 

2  So  let  the  Saviour  be  adored. 

And  not  the  poor  despised. 
Give  to  the  hungry  from  your  hoard, 
But  all,  give  all  to  Christ. 

3  Go,  clothe  the  naked,  lead  the  blind, 

Give  to  the  weary  rest ; 
For  sorrow's  children  comfort  find, 
And  help  for  all  distressed  ;  — 

4  But  give  to  Christ  alone  thy  heart, 

Thy  faith,  thy  love  supreme ; 
Then  for  his  sake  thine  alms  impart, 
And  so  give  all  to  him. 

CM.  713.  BODEN. 

For  a  Charitable  Occasion. 

1  What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord, 

For  all  the  grace  we  see  ? 
Alas !  the  goodness  we  can  yield 
Extendeth  not  to  thee. 

2  Our  offering  is  a  willing  mind 

To  comfort  the  distressed  ; 
In  others'  griefs  our  own  to  find. 
In  others'  blessings  blessed. 

510 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

3  To  tents  of  woe,  to  beds  of  pain, 

Our  cheerful  feet  repair  ; 
And,  with  the  gifts  thy  hand  bestows, 
Relieve  the  mourners  there. 

4  The  widow's  heart  shall  sing  for  joy  ; 

The  orphan  shall  be  fed  ; 
And  hungering  souls  we  '11  gladly  point 
To  Christ,  the  living  bread. 

5  Thus,  passing  through  this  vale  of  tears, 

Our  useful  light  shall  shine  ; 
And  others  learn  to  glorify 
Our  Father's  name  divine. 

L.  M.  714.  Steele. 

Thanksgiviug  for  National  Peace. 

1  Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 
A  word  of  thine  almighty  breath 
Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise ; 
Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms. 
And  rage,  and  noise,  and  tumult  reign. 
And  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms. 
And  slaughter  dyes  the  hostile  plain, 

3  Thy  sovereign  eye  looks  calmly  down. 

And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their  power ; 

Thy  law  the  angry  nations  own. 

And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  Peace  returns  with  balmy  wing  ; 
Sweet  Peace  !  with  her  what  blessings  fled ! 
Glad  Plenty  laughs,  the  valleys  sing. 
Reviving  Commerce  lifts  her  head. 

.Ill 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

5  Thou  good,  and  wise,  and  righteous  Lord  ! 
All  move  subservient  to  thy  will  ; 

Both  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
And  thy  sublime  decrees  fulfil. 

6  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs  ; 
Thy  kind  protection  still  implore  : 

0  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues, 
Confess  thy  goodness,  and  adore. 

L.  M.  715.  Kippis. 

Thanksgiving  for  National  Prosperity. 

1  How  rich  thy  gifts,  Almighty  King  I 
From  thee  our  public  blessings  spring: 
The  extended  trade,  the  fruitful  skies, 
The  treasures  liberty  bestows, 

The  eternal  joys  the  Gospel  shows. 
All  from  thy  boundless  goodness  rise. 

2  Here  commerce  spreads  the  wealthy  store. 
Which  pours  from  every  foreign  shore  ; 
Science  and  art  their  charms  display ; 
Religion  teaches  us  to  raise 

Our  voices  to  our  Maker's  praise. 

As  truth  and  conscience  point  the  way. 

3  With  grateful  hearts,  with  joyful  tongues, 
To  God  we  raise  united  songs. 

Here  still  may  God  in  mercy  reign  ; 
Crown  our  just  counsels  with  success. 
With  peace  and  joy  our  borders  bless. 
And  all  our  sacred  rights  maintain. 


512 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

6  &  43.  M.  TJLo.  Montgomery. 

Praise  to  the  God  of  Harvest. 

1  The  God  of  harvest  praise  ; 
In  loud  thanksgiving  raise 

Hand,  heart,  and  voice  ; 
The  valleys  smile  and  sing. 
Forests  and  mountains  ring. 
The  plains  their  tribute  bring, 

The  streams  rejoice. 

2  Yea,  bless  his  holy  name, 
And  purest  thanks  proclaim 

Through  all  the  earth ; 
To  glory  in  your  lot 
Is  duty,  —  but  be  not 
God's  benefits  forgot. 

Amidst  your  mirth. 

3  The  God  of  harvest  praise  ; 
Hands,  hearts,  and  voices  raise, 

With  sweet  accord ; 
From  field  to  garner  throng. 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along. 
And  in  your  harvest  song 

Bless  ye  the  Lord. 

H.  M.  717.  H.  Ware,  Jr. 

A  Psalm  of  Praise. 

1  Around  the  throne  of  God, 
The  host  angelic  throngs  ; 
They  spread  their  palms  abroad. 
And  shout  perpetual  songs  : 
Him  first  they  own,  God  ever  blest. 

Him  last,  and  best.  And  God  alone. 

513 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

2  Their  golden  crowns  they  fling 

Before  iiis  throne  of  light, 
And  strike  the  rapturous  string, 

Unceasing,  day  and  night ; 
Heaven,  earth,  and  sea     For  thine  they  are. 
Thy  praise  declare,  And  thine  shall  be. 

3  While  thus  the  powers  on  high 

The  joyous  chorus  raise. 
Let  earth  and  man  reply. 

And  echo  back  the  praise  ; 
His  glory  own,  God  ever  blest, 

First,  last,  and  best.  And  God  alone. 

S.  M.  718.  Drummond. 

"  Is  it  such  a  fast  that  I  have  chosen  ?  " 

1  "  Is  this  a  fast  for  me  ?  "  — 
Thus  saith  the  Lord  our  God ;  — 

"  A  day  for  man  to  vex  his  soul, 
And  feel  affliction's  rod  ?  — 

2  "  Like  bulrush  low  to  bow 
His  sorrow-stricken  head. 

With  sackcloth  for  his  inner  vest, 
And  ashes  round  him  spread  ? 

3  "  Shall  day  like  this  have  power 
To  stay  the  avenging  hand. 

Efface  transgression,  or  avert 
My  judgments  from  the  land  ? 

4  "  No  ;  is  not  this  alone 
The  sacred  fast  I  choose, — 

Oppression's  yoke  to  burst  in  twain. 
The  bands  of  guilt  unloose  ?  — 

5!  4 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

5  "  To  nakedness  and  want 
Your  food  and  raiment  deal, 

To  dwell  your  kindred  race  among, 
And  all  their  suilerings  heal? 

6  "  Then,  like  the  morning  ray. 
Shall  spring  your  health  and  light; 

Before  you,  righteousness  shall  shine. 
Behind,  my  glory  bright  I  " 

C.  M.  719.  Breviary. 

Humility  under  Affliction. 

1  O  SINNER,  bring  not  tears  alone. 

Or  outward  form  of  prayer. 
But  let  it  in  thy  heart  be  known 
That  penitence  is  there. 

2  To  smite  the  breast,  the  clothes  to  rend, 

God  asketh  not  of  thee  : 
Thy  stubborn  soul  he  bids  thee  bend 
In  true  humility. 

3  O  let  us,  then,  with  heartfelt  grief. 

Draw  near  unto  our  God, 
And  pray  to  him  to  grant  relief. 
And  stay  the  lifted  rod. 

4  O  righteous  Judge  !  in  mercy  deign 

To  grant  the  help  we  need  : 
"We  pray  for  time  to  turn  again. 
And  grace  to  turn  indeed. 


515 


•i- 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

C.  M.  720.  Jervis. 

"  He  cometh  to  judg-e  the  -world." 

1  God,  to  correct  a  guilty  world, 

In  wrath  is  slow  to  rise, 
But  comes  at  length  in  thunder  clothed, 
And  darkness  veils  the  skies. 

2  All  earthly  glory,  pomp,  and  pride 

Are  in  his  presence  lost ; 
Empires  o'erturned,  thrones,  sceptres,  crowns, 
In  wild  confusion  tossed. 

3  Dark  and  mysterious  is  the  course 

Of  his  tremendous  way  ; 
His  path  is  in  the  trackless  winds. 
And  in  the  foaming  sea. 

4  Yet,  though  enveloped  in  the  cloud. 

And  from  our  view  concealed, 
The  righteous  Judge  will  soon  appear. 
In  majesty  revealed. 

5  Then  will  he  curb  the  lawless  power. 

The  deadly  wrath  of  man. 
And  all  the  windings  will  unfold 
Of  his  own  gracious  plan. 

L.  M.  721.  Dyer. 

Public  Humiliation. 


1 


Great  Framer  of  unnumbered  worlds, 
And  whom  unnumbered  worlds  adore. 
Whose  goodness  all  thy  creatures  share. 
While  nature  trembles  at  thy  power  I 


515 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

2  Thine  is  the  hand  that  moves  the  spheres, 
That  wakes  the  wind,  and  lifts  the  sea; 
And  man,  who  moves  the  lord  of  earth, 
Acts  but  the  part  assigned  by  thee. 

3  While  suppliant  crowds  implore  thine  aid, 
To  thee  we  raise  the  humble  cry  ; 

Thine  altar  is  the  contrite  heart. 
Thine  incense,  a  repentant  sigh. 

4  O  may  our  land,  in  this  her  hour, 
Confess  thy  hand,  and  bless  the  rod. 
By  penitence  make  thee  her  friend. 
And  find  in  thee  a  guardian  God ! 

6  &  4s.  M.  722.  S.r.  Smith. 

National  Ilyran. 

1  My  country,  't  is  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty. 

Of  thee  I  sing; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died, 
Land  of  the  pilgrims'  pride. 
From  every  mountain-side 

Let  freedom  ring. 

2  My  native  country,  thee  — 
Land  of  the  noble  free  — 

Thy  name  —  I  love  ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills  ; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song ; 

44  517 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

Let  mortal  tongues  awake  ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break,  — 
The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God,  to  thee. 
Author  of  liberty. 

To  thee  we  sing  : 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King. 

C.  M.  723.  Wreford. 

Prayer  for  our  Country. 

1  Lord  !  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 

Of  every  clime  and  coast, 
O  hear  us  for  our  native  land,  — 
The  land  we  love  the  most. 

2  O  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe, 

With  peace  our  borders  bless. 
With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

3  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  thee  ; 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

4  Here  may  religion  shed  her  light 

On  days  of  rest  and  toil. 

And  piety  and  virtue  reign. 

And  bless  our  native  soil. 

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5  Lord  of  the  nations !  thus  to  thee 
Our  country  we  commend  ; 
Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust, 
Her  everlasting  friend. 

L.  M.  724.  Flint. 

Remembrance  of  our  Fathers. 

1  In  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines 
That  bound  our  goodly  heritage ; 
And,  safe  beneath  our  sheltering  vines. 
Our  youth  is  blessed,  and  soothed  our  age. 

2  What  thanks,  O  God,  to  thee  are  dae. 
That  thou  didst  plant  our  fathers  here. 
And  watch  and  guard  them  as  they  grew, 
A  vineyard  to  the  Planter  dear  I 

3  The  toils  they  bore  our  ease  have  wrought ; 
They  sowed  in  tears,  — in  joy  we  reap  ; 
The  birthright  they  so  dearly  bought, 

"We  '11  guard  till  we  with  them  shall  sleep. 

4  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown, 

In  weal  and  woe,  th!'ough  all  the  past. 
Their  grateful  sons,  O  God,  shall  own, 
W^hile  here  their  name  and  race  shall  last. 

C.  M.  725.  Tate  &  Brady. 

God  our  Deliverer. 

1   O  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told. 
In  our  attentive  ears. 
Thy  wonders  in  their  days  performed, 
And  in  more  ancient  years. 

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2  'T  was  not  their  courage,  nor  theii'  sword, 

To  them  salvation  gave  ; 
'T  was  not  their  number,  nor  their  strength, 
That  did  their  country  save  : 

3  But  thy  right  hand,  — thy  powerful  arm, — 

Whose  succor  they  implored  ; 
Thy  providence  protected  them, 
Who  thy  great  name  adored. 

4  As  thee  their  God  our  fathers  owned. 

So  thou  art  still  our  King ; 
O,  therefore,  as  thou  didst  to  them, 
To  us  deliverance  bring. 

5  To  thee  the  glory  we  '11  ascribe. 

From  whom  salvation  came ; 
In  God,  our  shield,  we  will  rejoice. 
And  ever  bless  thy  name. 


8&6S.  M.  726.  Heber. 

Prayer  for  our  Country. 

From  foes  that  would  the  land  devour 
From  guilty  pride,  and  lust  of  power ; 


From  wild  sedition's  lawless  hour  ^ 

From  yoke  of  slavery ; 
From  blinded  zeal,  by  faction  led  ; 
From  giddy  change,  by  fancy  bred  ; 
From  poisoned  error's  serpent  head,  — 

Good  Lord,  preserve  us  free  I 

2  Defend,  O  God,  with  guardian  hand. 
The  laws  and  rulers  of  our  land. 
And  grant  thy  churches  grace  to  stand 
In  faith  and  unity ! 


MISCELLANEOUS    AND    OCCASIONAL. 

Thy  Spirit's  help  of  thee  we  crave, 
That  thy  Messiah,  sent  to  save, 
Returning  to  the  world,  nriight  have 
A  people  serving  thee  ! 


6  &  4s.   M.  4^4.  PlERPONT. 

The  Pilgrim  Fathers. 

Gone  are  those  great  and  good 
Who  here,  in  peril,  stood 

And  raised  their  hymn. 
Peace  to  the  reverend  dead ! 
The  light,  that  on  their  head 
Two  hundred  years  have  shed, 

Shall  ne'er  grow  dim. 

Ye  temples,  that  to  God 
Rise  where  our  fathers  trod, 
Guard  well  your  trust,  — 
The  faith,  that  dared  the  sea, 
The  truth,  that  made  them  free, 
Their  cherished  purity. 


Their  garnered  dust. 


Thou  high  and  holy  One, 
Whose  care  for  sire  and  son 

All  nature  fills ; 
While  day  shall  break  and  close, 
While  night  her  crescent  shows, 
O  let  thy  light  repose 

On  these  our  hills  ! 


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L.  M.  728.  C.  Wesley. 

The  Mariner's  Hymn. 

1  Lord  of  the  wide  extended  main ! 
Whose  power  the  winds  and  seas  controls, 
Whose  hand  doth  heaven  and  earth  sustain 
Whose  spirit  leads  believing  souls  ;  - — 

2  Throughout  the  deep  thy  footsteps  shine  : 
We  own  thy  way  is  in  the  sea, 
O'erawed  by  majesty  divine, 

And  lost  in  thine  immensity ! 

3  Thy  wisdom  here  we  learn  to  adore, 
Thine  everlasting  truth  we  prove, 
Amazing  heights  of  boundless  power, 
Unfathomable  depths  of  love. 

4  Infinite  God !  thy  greatness  spanned 
These  heavens,  and  meted  out  the  skies ; 
Lo !  in  the  hollow  of  thy  hand 

The  measured  waters  sink  and  rise. 

5  Thee  to  perfection  who  can  tell  ? 
Earth  and  her  sons  beneath  thee  lie, 
Lighter  than  dust  within  thy  scale, 
And  less  than  nothing  in  thine  eye. 

L.  M.  729.    .  C.  Wesley. 

The  Mariner's  Hymn. 

1  Glory  to  thee,  whose  powerful  word 
Bids  the  tempestuous  wind  arise ; 
Glory  to  thee,  the  sovereign  Lord 
Of  air,  and  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies ! 

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2  Let  air,  and  earth,  and  skies  obey, 
And  seas  thine  awful  will  perform ; 
From  them  we  learn  to  own  thy  sway. 
And  shout  to  meet  the  gathering  storm. 

3  What  though  the  floods  lift  up  their  voice, 
Thou  hearest,  Lord,  our  louder  cry ; 
They  cannot  damp  thy  children's  joys, 

Or  shake  the  soul  when  God  is  nigh. 

4  Roar  on,  ye  waves  I  our  souls  defy 
Your  roaring  to  disturb  our  rest ; 
In  vain  to  impair  the  calm  ye  try, 
The  calm  in  a  believer's  breast. 

S.  M.  730.  S.  Gkaham. 

Worship  at  Sea. 

1  Heave,  mighty  ocean,  heave, 
And  blow  thou  boisterous  wind. 

Onward  we  swiftly  glide,  and  leave 
Our  home  and  friends  behind. 

2  Away,  away,  we  steer, 
Upon  the  ocean's  breast ; 

And  dim  the  distant  heights  appear, 
Like  clouds  along  the  west. 

3  There  is  a  loneliness 
Upon  the  mighty  deep  ; 

And  hurried  thoughts  upon  us  press, 
As  onwardly  we  sweep. 

4  But  there  is  hope  and  joy, 
Wherever  we  may  be  ; 

Danger  nor  death  can  e'er  destroy 
Our  trust,  O  Godj  in  thee. 

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5  Then  wherefore  should  we  grieve, 
Or  what  have  we  to  fear  ? 

Though  home  and  friends  and  life  we  leave, 
Our  God  is  ever  near. 

6  Sweep,  mighty  ocean,  sweep ; 
Ye  winds,  blow  foul  or  fair  ; 

Our  God  is  with  us  on  the  deep. 
Our  home  is  everywhere. 

C.  M.  731.  Addison. 

The  Traveller's  Hymn. 

1  How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord ! 

How  sure  is  their  defence  I 

Eternal  Wisdom  is  their  guide. 

Their  help.  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care. 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt. 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne 

High  on  the  broken  wave. 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

4  The  storm  is  laid  ;  the  winds  retire. 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command. 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we  '11  adore ; 
We  '11  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

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L.  M.  I32i»  Watts. 

Universal  Praise. 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

Eternal  are  thy  mercies.  Lord ; 

Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore. 

Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

C.  M.  733.  Watts. 

Daily  and  Nightly  Devotion.    Psalm  134:. 

1  Ye  that  obey  the  immortal  King, 

Attend  his  holy  place  ; 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  power, 
And  bless  his  wondrous  grace. 

2  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light, 

And  send  your  souls  on  high : 
Raise  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night 
Above  the  starry  sky. 

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3  The  God  of  Zion  cheers  our  hearts 
With  rays  of  quickening  grace,  — 
The  God  that  spreads  the  heavens  abroad, 
And  rules  the  swelling  seas. 

S.  M.  734.  Watts. 

Closing  Hymn. 

1  Now  let  the  world  agree 
One  general  voice  to  raise  ; 

Till  all  mankind  present  to  thee 
Their  songs  of  grateful  praise ! 

2  O  let  the  nations  round 
Their  cheerful  powers  employ. 

And  earth's  far-distant  coasts  resound 
With  shouts  of  sacred  joy. 

L.  M.  735.  Watts. 

"  All  Things  yours." 

1  How  vast  the  treasure  we  possess  ! 
How  rich  thy  bounty.  King  of  grace! 
This  world  is  ours,  and  worlds  to  come ; 
Earth  is  our  lodge,  and  heaven  our  home. 

2  The  sun  rolls  round  to  make  our  day ; 
The  moon  directs  our  nightly  way ; 
While  angels  bear  us  in  their  arms. 
And  shield  us  from  ten  thousand  harms. 

3  O  glorious  portion  of  the  saints  ! 

Let  faith  suppress  our  sore  complaints. 
And  tune  our  harps  and  tongues  to  sing 
Our  bounteous  God,  our  sovereign  King. 

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L.  M.  736.  Watts. 

Universal  Kcigu  of  Christ. 

1  Great  God,  whose  universal  sway 
The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey, 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son  ; 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  overspreading  death. 
Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light. 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 

3  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Dressed  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise ; 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne. 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

L.  M.  i*J4,  Liverpool  Col. 

Ascription. 

1  Not  e'en  a  sparrow  yields  its  breath 
Till  God  permits  the  stroke  of  death  ; 
He  hears  the  ravens  when  they  call. 
The  Father  and  the  Friend  of  all. 

2  To  Thee,  in  ceaseless  strains,  my  tongue 
Shall  raise  the  morn  and  evening  song. 
And,  long  as  breath  inspires  my  frame. 
The  wonders  of  thy  love  proclaim. 

7s.  M.  Too.  J.  Ne-svtox. 

Benediction. 

1  Now  may  He,  who  from  the  dead 
Brought  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Jesus  Christ,  our  King  and  Head, 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 


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2  May  he  teach  us  to  fulfil 
What  is  pleasing  in  his  sight, 
Perfect  us  in  all  his  will. 
And  preserve  us  day  and  night. 

7  &  6s.  M.  lOi).  Gaskell 

Closing  Ascription. 

1  To  thee,  the  Lord  Almighty, 

Our  noblest  praise  we  give. 
Who  all  things  hast  created. 
And  blessest  all  that  live  : 

2  Whose  goodness  never  failing. 

Through  countless  ages  gone. 
For  ever  and  for  ever 

Shall  still  keep  shining  on. 

S.  M.  740.  Watts. 

Universal  Praise. 

1  Thy  name.  Almighty  Lord, 
Shall  sound  through  distant  lands  ; 

Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure- thy  word; 
Thy  truth  for  ever  stands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honor  spread  ; 
And  long  thy  praise  endure. 

Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 
Shall  be  exchanged  no  more. 

8  &  7s.  M.  741.  Anonymous. 

Dismission. 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Hope  and  comfort  from  above  ; 

Let  us  each,  thy  peace  possessing. 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 


CLOSE    OF    rUBJ.lC    WORSHIP. 

2  Thanks  wc  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound. 

8  &  7s.  M  74^.  Fawcett. 

Universal  Praise. 

1  Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator! 

Praise  to  thee  from  every  tongue  ; 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  through  earth  and  heaven ; 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 

8  &  7s.  M.  743.  J.  Newton. 

Benediction. 

1  May  the  grace  of  Christ,  om*  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union  ^-^ 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord ;  JKt 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion,  " 

.   Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

8&7s.  M.  744.  EsTLiN. 

Reliance  for  the  Future. 

1  Gracious  Source  of  every  blessing! 

Guard  our  breasts  from  anxious  fears ; 
May  we,  still  thy  love  possessing, 
Sink  into  the  vale  of  years. 

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2  All  our  hopes  on  thee  reclining, 
Peace  companion  of  our  way, 
May  our  sun,  in  smiles  declining, 
Rise  in  everlasting  day. 

C.  M.  745.  ExETEK  Col. 

For  a  Blessing  on  the  Word. 

1  Thy  gracious  aid,  great  God,  impart. 

To  give  thy  word  success  ; 
Write  all  its  precepts  on  the  heart, 
And  deep  its  truths  impress. 

2  O,  speed  our  progress  in  the  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high. 
Where  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die  ! 

CM.  746.  Watts. 

Universal  Praise. 

1  O  ALL  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 

Each  with  a  different  tongue ; 
In  every  language  learn  his  word. 
And  let  his  name  be  sung. 

2  His  mercy  reigns  through  every  land, 

Proclaim  his  praise  abroad  : 
For  ever  firm  his  truth  shall  stand ; 
Praise  ye  the  faithful  God. 

lOs.  M.  747.  Anonymous. 

For  the  Peace  of  the  Church. 

1  Restore,  O  Father !  to  our  times  restore 
The  peace  which  filled  thine  infant  Church  of  yore, 
Ere  lust  of  power  had  sown  the  seeds  of  strife. 
And  quenched  the  new-born  charities  of  life. 

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2  O  never  more  may  differing  judgments  part 
From  kindly  sympathy  a  brother's  heart ; 
But,  linked  in  one,  believing  thousands  kneel, 
And  share  with  each  the  sacred  joy  they  feel. 

3  From  soul  to  soul,  quick  as  the  sunbeam's  ray, 
Let  concord  spread  one  universal  day  ; 

And  faith  by  love  lead  all  mankind  to  thee, 
Parent  of  peace,  and  fount  of  harmony ! 

8  &  7s.   M.  74o.  BiCKERSTETH. 

Closing  Hymn. 

1  Israel's  Shepherd,  guide  us,  feed  us. 

Through  our  pilgrimage  below, 
And  beside  the  waters  lead  us. 
Where  thy  flock  rejoicing  go. 

2  Lord,  thy  guardian  presence  ever. 

Meekly  kneeling,  we  implore ; 
We  have  found  thee,  and  would  never. 
Never  wander  from  thee  more. 

8  &  7s.  M.  749.  S.  F.  Adams. 

Peace  be  with  you. 

1  Part  in  peace  I  is  day  before  us  ? 

Praise  his  name  for  life  and  light ; 
Are  the  shadows  lengthening  o'er  us  ? 
Bless  his  care  who  guards  the  night. 

2  Part  in  peace  I  with  deep  thanksgiving, 

Rendering,  as  we  homeward  tread, 
Gracious  service  to  the  living. 
Tranquil  memory  to  the  dead. 

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3  Part  in  peace  I  such  are  the  praises 
God,  our  Maker,  loveth  best ; 
Such  the  worship  that  upraises 
Human  hearts  to  heavenly  rest. 

C.  P.  M.  750.  Wesley's  Col. 

True  "Wisdom. 

1  Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here, 

To  serve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 

With  loving  gratitude  ; 
Superior  sense  may  I  display, 
By  shunning  every  evil  way, 

And  walking  in  the  good. 

2  O  may  I  still  from  sin  depart  I 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart. 

Father,  to  me  be  given  ! 
And  let  me  through  thy  Sph'it  know 
To  glorify  my  God  below. 

And  find  my  way  to  heaven. 

S.  M.  751.  Episcopal  Col. 

Ark  of  Safety. 

1  O  CEASE,  my  wandering  soul. 
On  restless  wing  to  roam  ; 

All  this  wide  world,  to  either  pole, 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

2  Behold  the  ark  of  God  ; 
Behold  the  open  door ; 

O  haste  to  gain  that  dear  abode. 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 

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3     There,  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 

There,  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest. 
And  every  longing  satisfied. 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

L.  M.  752.  Watts. 

Devout  Aspiration. 

1  How  blest  are  they,  O  gi'acious  Lord, 
Who  fear  thy  name,  and  keep  thy  word ; 
Thy  wisdom  guides,  thy  power  defends 
Their  life,  till  life  its  journey  ends. 

2  O  that  my  soul,  with  awful  sense 
Of  thy  transcendent  excellence, 
May  close  the  day,  the  day  begin. 
Watchful  aarainst  each  darlins^  sin. 

3  Never,  O  never  from  my  heart 
May  this  great  principle  depart. 
But  act,  with  unabating  power. 
Within  me  to  my  latest  hour ! 

7  tSb  6s.  M.  T5»3.  Anonymous. 

Praise  for  Salvation. 

1  To  Thee  be  praise  for  ever. 

Thou  glorious  King  of  kings! 
Thy  wondrous  love  and  favor 
Each  ransomed  spirit  sings. 

2  We  '11  celebrate  thy  glory. 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  shout  the  joyful  story 
Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

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7s.  M.  7o4:.  Anonymous. 

A  Blessing  implored. 

1  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew ; 
Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live 
With  eternity  in  view. 

2  Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old ; 
Grant  us.  Lord,  thy  peace  and  love ; 
And,  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 
Take  us  to  thy  house  above. 

C.    H.    M.  755.  CONDEK. 

Peace  with  God. 

To  all  thy  faithful  people.  Lord, 

Pardon  and  peace  impart ; 
And  be  thy  Spirit  shed  abroad, 
Thy  love  in  every  heart ; 
That  they,  from  conscious  guilt  made  clean, 
May  serve  thee  with  a  mind  serene. 

8  &  7s.  M.  75o.  Anonymous. 

Go  in  Peace. 

1  Go  in  peace!  —  serene  dismission 

To  the  loving  heart  made  known, 
When  it  pours,  in  deep  contrition. 
Prayer  before  the  eternal  throne. 

2  Go  in  peace,  thy  sins  forgiven  ! 

Christ  hath  healed  thee,  set  thee  free  : 
Every  spirit-fetter  riven, 
Go  in  peace  and  liberty  I 

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3  Saviour !  breathe  this  benediction 
O'er  our  spirits  while  we  pray ; 
Let  us  part  in  sweet  conviction 

Thou  hast  blessed  our  souls  to-day. 

CM.  7o7.  DODDEIDGE, 

God's  Guidance. 

1  L\  paths  unknown  God  leads  us  on 

To  his  divine  abode, 
And  shows  new  miracles  of  grace 
Through  all  the  heavenly  road. 

2  The  ways,  all  rugged  and  perplexed, 

He  renders  smooth  and  straight, 
And  strengthens  every  feeble  knee 
To  march  to  Zion's  gate. 

3  Through  all  the  paths  I  '11  sing  his  name, 

Till  I  the  mount  ascend. 
Where  toils  and  storms  are  known  no  more. 
And  anthems  never  end. 

7s.  M.  Too.  J.  Newton. 

Hymn  at  Parting. 

1  As  the  sun's  enlivening  eye 
Shines  on  every  place  the  same. 
So  the  Lord  is  always  nigh 

To  the  souls  that  love  his  name. 

2  When  they  move  at  duty's  call. 
He  is  with  them  by  the  way ; 
He  is  ever  with  them  all, 

Those  who  go  and  those  who  stay. 
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CLOSE  OF  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

3  From  his  holy  mercy-seat 
Nothing  can  their  souls  confine ; 
Still  in  spirit  may  they  meet, 
And  in  sweet  communion  join. 

8  &  7s.  M.  759,  C.  RoBBiNS. 

Close  of  Worship.    Evening. 

1  Lo  !  the  day  of  rest  declineth  ; 

Gather  fast  the  shades  of  night ;  — 
May  the  Sun  that  ever  shineth, 
Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light. 

2  Softly  now  the  dew  is  falling ; 

Peace  o'er  all  the  scene  is  spread;  — 
On  his  children,  meekly  calling, 
Purer  influence  God  will  shed. 

3  While,  thine  ear  of  love  addressing, 

Thus  our  parting  hymn  we  sing, 
Father,  give  thine  evening  blessing; 
Fold  us  safe  beneath  thy  wing. 

L.  M.  760.  Anonymous. 

Close  of  AVorship.    Evening. 

1  While  now,  upon  this  Sabbath  eve, 
Thy  house.  Almighty  God,  we  leave, 
'T  is  sweet,  as  sinks  the  setting  sun, 
To  think  on  all  our  duties  done. 

s  O  evermore  may  all  our  bliss 
Be  peaceful,  pure,  divine,  like  this ; 
And  may  each  Sabbath,  as  it  flies, 
Fit  us  for  joy  beyond  the  skies. 

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CLOSE    OF    rUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

L.  M.  7ol.  Montgomery. 

Sunday  Evening. 

i  Millions  within  thy  courts  have  been; 
Millions  this  day  have  bent  the  knee  ; 
But  thou,  soul-searching  God !  hast  seen 
The  hearts  of  all  that  worshipped  thee. 

2  Still,  as  the  light  of  morning  broke 
O'er  island,  continent,  or  deep. 
Thy  far-spread  family  awoke. 
Sabbath  all  round  the  world  to  keep. 

3  From  east  to  west,  the  sun  surveyed, 
From  north  to  south,  adoring  throngs ; 
And  still,  where  evening  stretched  her  shade, 
The  stars  came  forth  to  hear  their  songs. 

4  And  not  a  prayer,  a  tear,  a  sigh, 
Hath  failed  this  day  some  suit  to  gain ; 
To  those  in  trouble  thou  wert  nigh  ; 
Not  one  hath  sought  thy  face  in  vain. 

5  Yet  one  prayer  more  ;  —  and  be  it  one 
In  which  both  heaven  and  earth  accord : 

Fulfil  thy  promise  to  thy  Son  ; 

Let  all  that  breathe  call  Jesus  Lord ! 


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